Peggy-O

As we rowed out
To Fenarrio
As we rowed out
To Fenarrio
Our captain fell in love
With a lady like a dove
And he called her by name
Peggy-o
Won’t you come with me
Pretty Peggy-o?
Won’t you come with me
Pretty Peggy-o?
If you come with me
We’ll cross the great, blue sea
Won’t you marry me
Pretty Peggy-o?
I cannot marry you
A sailor, no
I cannot marry you
A sailor, no
I cannot marry you
And cross the ocean blue
I cannot marry you
A sailor, no
What would your mother say
Peggy-o?
What would your mother say
Pretty Peggy-o?
What would your mother say
If I told her you could stay?
What would your mother say
Peggy-o?
For this gilded dove
Peggy-o
And for this gilded dove
Pretty Peggy-o
And for this gilded dove
Our captain died for love