The National - Peggy-O

As we rode on out to Fennario
As we rode on out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with
A lady like a dove
And called her by a name, pretty Peggy-O

Will you marry me pretty Peggy-O
Will you marry me pretty Peggy-O

If you will marry me
I'll set your cities free
And free all the ladies in the area-O
I would marry you sweet William-O
I would marry you sweet William-O
I would marry you but your
Guineas are too few
And I fear my mama would be angry-O
What would your mama think pretty Peggy-O
What would your mama think pretty Peggy-O
What would your mama think if
She heard my guineas clink
Saw me marching at the head of my soldiers

If ever I return pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return your cities I will burn
Destroy all the ladies in the area-O

Come stepping down the stairs pretty Peggy-O
Come stepping down the stairs pretty Peggy-O
Come stepping down the stairs combing
Back your yellow hair
Bid a last farewell to your William-O

Sweet William he is dead pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William he is dead pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William he is dead and
He died for a maid
And he's buried in the Louisiana country-O

As we rode on out to Fennario
As we rode on out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with
A lady like a dove
And called her by a name, pretty Peggy-O

Written by:
Philip Lesh, Robert Hall Weir, Jerome J. Garcia, William Kreutzmann, Traditional

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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