Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit thee down, love, upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee
I wish I was away in Ingo
Far across the briny sea
Sailing over the stormy ocean
With love nor care never bothering me
I put my hat to a cask of brandy
It was my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
And wishing that Peggy Gordon was there
Oh I'll go down to some lonesome valley
Where no man on earth shall dare me find
Where the pretty little small birds
do range their voices
And every moment blows blustrous wind
Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit thee down, love, upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee
Come sit thee down, love, upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee
I wish I was away in Ingo
Far across the briny sea
Sailing over the stormy ocean
With love nor care never bothering me
I put my hat to a cask of brandy
It was my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
And wishing that Peggy Gordon was there
Oh I'll go down to some lonesome valley
Where no man on earth shall dare me find
Where the pretty little small birds
do range their voices
And every moment blows blustrous wind
Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit thee down, love, upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee