Peggy Gordon — Sinead O Connor

O Peggy Gordon, You are my darling Come sit you down upon my knee And tell to me the very reason Why I am slighted so by thee

I am so deep in love that I can't deny it My heart lies smothered in my breast But it's not for you to let the whole world know it A troubled mind can find no rest

I leaned myself on a cask of brandy It was my fancy, I do declare For when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking Wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wished I was in a lonesome valley Where womankind cannot be found And the pretty little birds do change their voices And every moment a different sound

I wish I was away in Ingo Far away across the briny sea Sailing over deepest waters Where love nor care never trouble me