Peggy Gordon
Sheet Music (and more information about this song)
Oh 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 in love I cannot deny it.
My heart lies troubled in my breast.
It's not for me to let the world know it.
A troubled heart can find no rest.
I put my hand to a cask of brandy.
It was my fancy, so to do,
for when I am drinking, I'm seldom thinking,
and wishing Peggy Gordon was here.
I wish I was away in Ingo,
far across the briny sea,
sailing over deepest ocean,
where love and care ne'er bother me.
I wish I was in a lonely valley,
where womenkind 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 you down upon my knee,
and tell to me the very reason
why I am slighted so by thee.
Discography: The Corries
The Dubliners
The High Kings
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