There's a burning, burning question, concerning Katy Brown
And there's a bit of a suggestion on the way they talk in town
Who came to Sunday school with cherries on her lids
Katy did, (Katy didn't,) Katy did, (Katy didn't)
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Oh, she did
And who kissed the banker's boy and ran away and hid
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Katy did, (Katy didn't)
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Oh, she did
Gracious what a scandal, every other girl would cry
She can't hold a candle to somebody such as I
But who got the banker's boy and fifty thousand quid
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Katy did, (Katy didn't)
You can bet your life she did
And who made the football team break training in the spring
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Katy did, (Katy didn't)
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Katy didn't do a thing
And who dubbed the candy man for candy all the time
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Katy did, (no she didn't)
(She did), She didn't need a dime
Gracious ain't it awful, all the other girls would wail
Really it's unlawful why she ought to go to jail
But who got the banker's boy, the tall and handsome kid
Katy did, (Katy didn't), Katy did, (Katy didn't)
You can bet your life she did
Now who plays the clarinet and makes the darned thing wail
And who blows the trombone and he tells a woeful tale
Gracious ain't it awful, all the other band boys shout
He can't blow his trumpet now it's time to throw him out
And who plays the uke and nearly busted all his strings
(Georgie did), Georgie didn't, (Georgie did), No I didn't
You can bet your life he did
