As we rode out to Fennario, as we rode on 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, oh, I'll set your cities free And free all the ladies in the area-O
Oh, I would marry you, sweet William-O, Oh, I would marry you, sweet William-O Oh, 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
Oh, 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-OTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
