Fannerio Lyrics - Golden Apples Of The Sun - Judy Collins

[Chorus] 

As we march down to Fannerio 

As we march down to Fannerio 

Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove 

And we called her by her name pretty Peggy-O 

What will your mother think pretty Peggy-O? 

What will your mother think pretty Peggy-O? 

What will your mother think but I hear the guineas clink? 

And the soldiers marchin' behind you O. 

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You shall ride in a coach pretty Peggy-O 

You shall ride in a coach pretty Peggy-O 

You shall ride in a coach with your true love by your side 

As fine as any lady in the country O 

And when I return pretty Peggy-O 

When I return pretty Peggy-O 

When I return, the city I will burn 

And destroy all the ladies in the country O 

Come trippin' down the stairs pretty Peggy-O 

Come trippin' down the stairs pretty Peggy-O 

Come trippin' down the stairs combin' back your yellow hair 

Bid your last farewell to sweet William-O 

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Sweet William he is dead pretty Peggy-O 

Sweet William is dead pretty Peggy-O 

Sweet William is dead and he died for a maid 

He's buried in the Louisiana country O 

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