| As we marched down to Faneri-o
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| As we marched down to Faneri-o
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| Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
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| And they called her name, pretty Peggy-o
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| Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
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| Come a runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o
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| Come a runnin' down the stairs
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| Combin' back your yellow hair
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| You’re the prettiest little girl I’ve ever seen-o
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| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o
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| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o
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| In a carriage you will ride
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| With your true love by your side
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| As far as any maiden in the ar-e-o
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| What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o?
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| What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o?
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| What will your mother say
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| When she finds you’ve gone away
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| To places far and strange to Faneri-o?
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| If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
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| If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
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| If ever I return, all your cities I will burn
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| Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o
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| Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o |