peggy gordon

o peggy gordon

you are my darling

come sit you down upon my knee

and tell to me the very reason

why i am slighted so by thee

i am so deep in love that i can't deny it

my heart lies smothered in my breast

but it's not for you to let the whole world know it

a troubled mind can find no rest

i leaned myself on a cask of brandy

it was my fancy

i do declare

for when i'm drinking

i'm always thinking

wishing peggy gordon was here

i wished i was in a lonesome valley

where womankind cannot be found

and the pretty little birds do change their voices

and every moment a different sound

i wish i was away in ingo

far away across the briny sea

sailing over deepest waters

where love nor care never trouble me