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'm 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 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 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 I wished I was in a lonesome valley Where womankind cannot be found And the pretty small 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