Peggy Gordon

Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit ye down upon my knee
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

I am in love and I can't deny it
My heart lies troubled in my breast
It's not for me to let the whole world know it
A troubled mind can know no rest

I put my hand to a cask of brandy
It was my fancy so to do
For when I am drinking I am seldom thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wish I was away in Ingo
Far across the briny sea
Sailing over the deepest ocean
Where love and care never bother me

I wish I was in a lonely valley
Where women kind cannot be found
Where all the small birds they change their voices
And every moment a different sound

Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit ye down upon my knee
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee