Peggy Gordon


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

I’m so in love that I can’t deny it
My heart lies smothered in my breast
But it’s not for you to let the world know it
A troubled mind can know no rest

I put my head to a glass of brandy
It was fancy I do declare
For when I’m drinkin’, I’m always thinkin’
And wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wish I was in some lonesome valley
Where womankind cannot be found
Where the little birds sing upon the branches
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


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