31 Sweet Kitty

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Tune Analysis: Heptatonic. C Dorian. Note how all the A flats are naturalised. If they were not the tune would be C Aeolian.

Sheet Music (1916) File:31SweKit 1916 Sheet Music-pdf.pdf

Cecil Sharp's Note (1916) File:31SweKit 1916 Note.pdf

MIDI Sequence File:31SweKit.mid

PDF File:31SweKit.pdf

Music XML File:31SweKit.xml

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X:31
T:31 Sweet Kitty
C::From 'One Hundred English Folk Songs' (1916)
P:Collected by Cecil J. Sharp
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%%pagewidth 21.00cm
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%%rightmargin 1.00cm
L:1/4
Z:Transcribed by Lewis Jones
M:3/4
I:linebreak $
K:Cm
Q: 1/4=120
V:
V:1

G | G F G | (=A/B/) c B/ A/ | G F G | B2 B |$ =A c c | G B G | F (B/=A/) D | D2 (C/B,/) | %9

w: As|he was a-|rid\- * ing and a|ri- ding one|day, He|met prett- y|Kitt- y all|on the * high-|way. Sing *|

C3/2 D/ E/C/ |$ D B, z | G3/2 =A/ B/A/ | G F G | E (F/E/) D | C2 |] %15

w: Fol the didd- le|de- ro,|Fol the didd- le|de ro, Sing|le- ro\- * i-|day.|
W:
W:
W:1 As he was a-riding, and a-riding one day,
W:He met with sweet Kitty all on the highway;
W:
W:Chorus Sing fol the diddle dero,
W:Fol the diddle dero,
W:Sing le-ro-i-day.
W:
W:2 I gave her a wink and she roll'd her black eye;
W:Thinks I to myself I'll be there by and by.
W:
W:3 Come saddle my horse and away I will ride
W:To meet with sweet Kitty down by the seaside.
W:
W:4 Six times he rode round her, but he did not know;
W:She smiled in his face and said: There goes my beau.
W:
W:5 I said: Pretty maiden don't smile in my face,
W:I do not intend to stay long in this place.
W:
W:6 If you'd know my name, you must go and enquire;
W:I was born in old England, brought up in Yorkshire.
W:
W:7 Come, all pretty maidens, whoever you be,
W:With roving young fellows don't make yourself free.
W: