Peggy Gordon
Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darlingCome sit you down upon my kneeCome tell to me the very reasonWhy I am slighted so by thee
I'm so in love I can't deny itMy heart lies smothered in my breastIt's not for you to let the world know itA troubled mind can know no rest
I did put my head to a cask of brandyIt was my fancy I do declareFor when I'm drinking I'm always thinkingAnd wishing Peggy Gordon was here
I wish I was in some lonesome valleyWhere womankind can not be foundWhere the little birds sing on their branchesAnd every moment a different sound
Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darlingCome sit you down upon my kneeCome tell to me the very reasonWhy I am slighted so by thee