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 



I am so deep in love that I can't deny it 

My heart lies smothered in my breast 

But it's not for you to let the whole world know it 

A troubled mind can find no rest 



I leaned myself on a cask of brandy 

It was my fancy, I do declare 

For when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking 

Wishing Peggy Gordon was here 



I wished I was in a lonesome valley 

Where womankind cannot be found 

And the pretty little birds do change their voices 

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