G D G D AOh, Peggy Gordon you are my darling G D ACome sit you down upon my kneeG D G D ACome tell to me the very reasonG D A DWhy I am slighted so by theeI'm so in love I can't deny itMy heart lies smothered in my breastIt's not for you to let the world know itA troubled mind can know no restI did put my head to a cask of brandyIt was my fancy I do declareFor when I'm drinking I am thinkingAnd wishing Peggy Gordon was here[Instrumental]I wish I was in some lonesome valleyWhere womankind can not be foundWhere the pretty small birds do sing o'er the branchesAnd every moment a different soundOh, Peggy Gordon you are my darlingCome sit you down upon my kneeCome tell to me the very reasonWhy I am slighted so by theeWhy I am slighted so by thee