- 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
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- 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
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- I put my head to a glass of brandy
- It was my fancy, I do declare
- For when I'm drinking, I'm always
thinking
- And fishing Peggy Gordon was here
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- I wish I was in some lonesome valley
- Where womanking cannot be found
- Where little birds sing upon the
branches
- And every moment has a different sound
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- 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
