Peggy Gordon - The Dubliners

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

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 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 there

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

Wished I 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

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