As we rode out to Fennario
As we rode out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And he called her by name pretty Peggy-o

Will you marry me, pretty Peggy-o
Will you marry me, pretty Peggy-o
If you will marry me, I will set your cities free
And free all the ladies in the area-o

I would marry you, sweet William-o
I would marry you, sweet William-o
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
And saw me marching at the head of my soldiers-o

If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o
If ever I return, all your cities