Oh, I have a little daughter
and my daughter's name is Kate
She's every bit mischievous
With the bandage on her forehead
and the bruises on her knees
she can blow the house about
Take an angel and the devil
in the twinkling of an eye
That's my Katie, little lady,
Now you might believe in miracles,
you might believe in saints
But you'd never believe my Katie
when she's playing with her paints
For there's red upon her forehead
and there's green upon her face
In her hair and in her eyes,
but on the paper not a trait
When she's in her room and quiet
and there comes a kind of calm
You develop the sensation
that you're sitting on a bomb
Take an angel and the devil
in the twinkling of an eye
That's my Katie, little lady,
Now my Katie loves her game, you know,
into a game of hide -and -seek
So I find myself in closets under beds
And wait for thirty minutes
till my brain has gone to sleep
Yes, I wait for half an hour
and it feels like half a day
Then I find a friend has come to call
and Katie's gone out to play
Take an angel and the devil
and the twinklin' of an eye
That's my Katie, little lady, and I love her
Now I'm sure you've heard of fathers
who would dote upon their girls
Who get wrapped around their fingers
with the touch of an abacur
Who are fooled by hugs and kisses
till there's nothin' they wouldn't do
Well, don't believe a word of it,
Cos I'd only jump the moon for her,
For the hugs I get to give her
and the kiss she gives to me
Take an angel and a devil
and a twinklin' of an eye
That's my Katy, little lady,
Take an angel and a devil
and a twinklin' of an eye
That's my Katy, little lady,