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Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling.
\nCome sit you down upon my knee.
\nCome tell to me the very reason,
\nWhy I am slighted so by thee.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m so in love, I can’t deny it;
\nMy heart lies smothered in my breast.
\nIt’s not for you to let the world know;
\nA troubled mind sure can find no rest.<\/p>\n
I put my head to a cask of brandy;
\nIt was my fancy, I do declare.
\nFor when I’m drinking, I am thinking,
\nAnd wishing Peggy Gordon was here.<\/p>\n
I wish I was away in Ingo;
\nFar across the briny sea.
\nSailing o\u2019er the deepest ocean,
\nWhere love nor care never bother me.<\/p>\n
I wish I was in some lonesome valley
\nWhere womankind cannot be found,
\nAnd the pretty small birds do change their voices,
\nAnd every moment a different sound.<\/p>\n
Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling.
\nCome sit you down upon my knee.
\nCome tell to me the very reason,
\nWhy I am slighted so by thee.<\/p>\n
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I first heard this sung with different words. It was called “Come Kiss Me, Love” and I learned it from the Ian Campbell Folk Group. I later learned the version I sing here from The Dubliners. I thought, as first, … Continue reading