Melody -
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1. Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling Come sit you down upon my knee And tell me the very reason Why I am slighted so by thee. 2. 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. |
3. I put my head to a glass of brandy It was fancy I do declare For when I'm drinkin', I'm always thinkin' And wishing Peggy Gordon was here. 4. I wish I was in some lonesome valley Where womankind cannot be found Where the little birds sing upon the branches And every moment a different sound. |
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