[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.
Farewell to Tarwathie. Adieu Mormond Hill. And the dear land of Crimmond. I bid you farewell. I'm bound off for Greenland. And ready to sail. In hopes to find riches.