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As we march down to Fannerio |
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As we march down to Fannerio |
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Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove |
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And we called her by her name pretty Peggy O |
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What will your mother think pretty Peggy O? |
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What will your mother think pretty Peggy O? |
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What will your mother think but I hear the guineas clink? |
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And the soldiers marchin' behind you O |
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You shall ride in a coach pretty Peggy O |
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You shall ride in a coach pretty Peggy O |
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You shall ride in a coach with your true love by your side |
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As fine as any lady in the country O |
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And when I return pretty Peggy O |
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When I return pretty Peggy O |
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When I return, the city I will burn |
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And destroy all the ladies in the country O |
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Come trippin' down the stairs pretty Peggy O |
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Come trippin' down the stairs pretty Peggy O |
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Come trippin' down the stairs combin' back your yellow hair |
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Bid your last farewell to sweet William O |
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Sweet William he is dead pretty Peggy O |
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Sweet William is dead pretty Peggy O |
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Sweet William is dead and he died for a maid |
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He's buried in the Louisiana country O |
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As we march down to Fannerio |
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As we march down to Fannerio |
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Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove |
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And we called her by her name pretty Peggy O |
