Katie Cruel
Karen Dalton Lyrics


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When I first came to town
They called me the roving jewel
Now they've changed their tune
Call me Katie Cruel

Through the woods I'm going
And through the boggy mire
Straight way down the road
'Til I come to my heart's desire

If I was where I would be
Then I'd be where I am not
Here I am where I must be
Where I would be, I cannot

When I first came to town
They bought me drinks a-plenty
Now they've changed their tune
And hand me the bottles empty

If I was where I would be
Then I'd be where I am not




Here I am where I must be
Where I would be, I cannot

Overall Meaning

The song "Katie Cruel" by Karen Dalton is a haunting ballad with a mysterious tone that leaves listeners feeling both melancholic and reflective. The lyrics tell of a woman who was once admired and called the "roving jewel," but is now known as "Katie Cruel". She is depicted as wandering through the woods and boggy mire, searching for her heart's desire. Despite her travels, she cannot seem to find the place where she truly belongs.


The lyrics suggest that the singer is struggling to find her true self and purpose, as she seeks to reconcile her current situation with the person she once was. The repetition of the lines "If I was where I would be, then I'd be where I am not. Here I am where I must be, where I would be, I cannot" only serves to deepen the sense of restlessness and dissatisfaction. It's almost as if she is trapped in a cyclical pattern of searching but never finding what she seeks.


Line by Line Meaning

When I first came to town
Upon my arrival to this location


They called me the roving jewel
I was initially referred to as a treasured wanderer


Now they've changed their tune
However, their stance has now altered


Call me Katie Cruel
And I am now identified as cruel by name


Through the woods I'm going
I am proceeding through the forest


And through the boggy mire
And across the marshy mud


Straight way down the road
Making my way directly forward on the path


'Til I come to my heart's desire
Until I reach the object of my intense longing


If I was where I would be
If I were located in the place I desire


Then I'd be where I am not
Then I would not actually be in my current position


Here I am where I must be
Yet, at this moment I am where I am required to be


Where I would be, I can not
Though, I am unable to be where I truly long to reside


When I first came to town
Upon my arrival to this location


They bought me drinks plenty
I received many beverages from them


Now they've changed their tune
However, their stance has now altered


And hand me the bottles empty
And now offer me empty bottles


If I was where I would be
If only I were located in the place I desire


Then I'd be where I am not
Then I would not actually be in my current position


Here I am where I must be
Yet, at this moment I am where I am required to be


Where I would be, I can not
Though, I am unable to be where I truly long to reside




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BERT JANSCH

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Comments from YouTube:

@ronkopald

The most haunting voice I have ever heard.
It sits deep down in the bedrock of my soul.

@hannesbaba27

hello this is karen dalton i need 30000 dollars to get rid of serbia thanks

@mrmanatee

heard this for the first time and the hard-panned violin gave me shivers. perfect mix.

@chubberton

I love karens original rustic voice always a pleasure listening to her.

@Mzvolatiledaddymantis

How perfect is it that such a classic, transcendent tune ends at exactly 2:22? It's Magical.

@ashnikes

What a beautifully unique voice,

@bobforbes3614

i played 3  songs live with karen dalton on my upright bass on woodstock tv, she was the best, peace bob forbes

@michelcollet

You’re a legend Mr Bob!

@mollycollins4670

She sure is!

@kengaroo67

I love this. Totally different vibe than the Lisa LeBlanc version, which I also love.

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