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Peggy Gordon
Oh, Peggy Gordon you are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee
I'm so in love I can't deny it
My heart lies smothered in my breast
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 am thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon was here
I wish I was in some lonesome valley
Where womankind can not be found
Where the pretty small birds sing
among the branches
And every moment a different sound
(Repeat first Verse)
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