For my faithful cat Sugar Mags, who is always ready to relieve me of my warm spot in bed when the alarm goes off.
AM - vocals, guitar
Alexander Mitchell - fiddle
Karin Franklin - harmony vocals, meows
Words & music A. McKnight, ©1993 Waves of Mountains/Catalooch Music, BMI
Verse 1
If I was a cat, I’d sleep all day til I tired of it,
If I was a cat, in a sunny window sill I’d sit
If I was a cat, I’d play in the morning til it’s time to quit, if I was a cat
Verse 2
If I was a cat, I’d whine and meow when the ground was froze
If I was a cat, I’d wash that spot in between my toes
If I was a cat, I’d curl up by the fire when the cold wind blows, if I was a cat
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Feline dreams and strings to bat, and a full dish between to keep me fat,
and there’s nothing in my head nothing wrong with that, f I was a cat
Verse 3
If I was a cat, I’d hiss and spit when the dog came near
If I was a cat, I’d kick those mites right out of my ear
If I was a cat, I’d fill all the mice full up with fear, if I was a cat
Verse 4
If I was a cat, chase crickets in the sun til I’d had my fill
If I was a cat, I’d bounce off the walls and take a spill
If I was a cat, I would eat the meat and spit out the pill, if I was a cat
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