Poor Lost Soul
My name is Katy and I come from Wales
I'd like to sing you a little song
My name is Katy and I come from the land of castles, valleys, hills, and song
It all began on the way to the Grateful Dead
When they found her in the back of Jodi's car
She didn't say much, but she shook her egg
Then we knew she'd be a star
We are a band and we don't want her to go
So we'll get her a drumset she can play
We'll practice daily so we can go on tour
When we hit the road then she can say:
My name is Katy and I come from Wales
I'd like to sing you a
little song
My name is Katy and I come from the land of castles, valleys, hills and song
Don't say she's English...she comes from Wales
(I come from Wales)
And she'll correct you in a flash
(oh yes I will)
Her hair's not red, it's strawberry blonde
Don't get caught dead sayin it's red
Don't say it's red
My name is Katy and I come from Wales
I'd like to sing you a little song
(don't say it's red)
My name is Katy and I come from the land of castles, valleys, hills and song
Don't say it's red