O Peggy Gordon, You Are My Darling
Come Sit You Down Upon My Knee
And Tell To Me The Very Reason
Why I Am Slighted So By Thee

I'm So In Love That I Can't Deny It
My Heart Lies Smothered In My Breast
But It's Not For You To Let The World Know It
A Troubled Mind Can Know No Rest

I Put My Head To A Glass Of Brandy
It Was My Fancy, I Do Declare
For When I'm Drinking, I'm Always Thinking
And Wishing Peggy Gordon Was Here

I Wish I Was In Some Lonesome Valley
Where Womankind Cannot Be Found
Where Little Birds Sing Upon The Branches
And Every Moment Has A Different Sound

O Peggy Gordon, You Are My Darling
Come Sit You Down Upon My Knee
And Tell To Me The Very Reason