Peggy Gordon
O Peggy Gordon, you are my darlingCome sit you down upon my knee,Come 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 it,A troubled mind can know no rest!
I leaned but my head to a cask of brandyIt was my fancy I do declareFor when I'm drinking, I am thinkingAnd wishing Peggy Gordon was here.
I wish I was away in IngoFar across the briny sea,Sailing o'er the deepest ocean,Where love nor care never bother me!
I wish I was in some lonesome valley,Where womankind cannot be foundWhere the pretty small birds do change their voicesAnd every moment a diff'rent sound!
O Peggy Gordon, you are my darling,Come sit you down upon my knee,Come tell to me the very reasonWhy I am slighted so by thee.