O where is my kitty, my little grey kitty?
I wandered the fields all around
I looked in the cradle and under the table
but nowhere could kitty be found.
I went to the stable as long as was able
I looked at the old wooden spout
I went to the wood pile and stayed there a good while
but never would kitty come out.
I took my dog Rover and looked the fields over
to see if my kitty was there
No dog could be kinder but he couldn't find her
O where can my poor kitty be?
I saw a boy trundle away with a bundle
and carry it down to the brook.
Could that be my kitty, so cunning and pretty,
I guess I'll go down there and look.
For there is no knowing what people are doing
who carry things off in a sack.
So swiftly do hurry, not very long tarry,
and always come empty back.
I took my hook, and went to the brook
to see if my kitty was there;
but there I found that she had been drowned
And so I went home in despair.
Oh where, oh where is my little grey kitty?
I've hunted the house all around
I've looked in the cradle
In under the table
And nowhere can kitty be found.
I saw a boy trundle away a small bundle
And carry it down to the brook
Perhaps it was kitty, so cunning and pretty,
I think I'll go down there and look.
I'll take my hook and go down to the brook
To see if my kitty is there
And if I find that my kitty's been drowned
Oh, then I'll give up in despair.
Your little grey kitty has not been drowned
I've found her and brought her to you
But before you take, a promise please make
That you'll not blame the boys anymore.
Learned about 1905.