[Chorus]
As we march down to Fannerio
As we march down to Fannerio
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And we called her by her name pretty Peggy-OWhat will your mother think pretty Peggy-O?
What will your mother think pretty Peggy-O?
What will your mother think but I hear the guineas clink?
And the soldiers marchin' behind you O.You shall ride in a coach pretty Peggy-O
You shall ride in a coach pretty Peggy-O
You shall ride in a coach with your true love by your side
As fine as any lady in the country OAnd when I return pretty Peggy-O
When I return pretty Peggy-O
When I return, the city I will burn
And destroy all the ladies in the country OCome trippin' down the stairs pretty Peggy-O
Come trippin' down the stairs pretty Peggy-O
Come trippin' down the stairs combin' back your yellow hair
Bid your last farewell to sweet William-OSweet William he is dead pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William is dead pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William is dead and he died for a maid
He's buried in the Louisiana country O[Chorus]
Songwriters
COLLINS, JUDY / DP,Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group