Born to the breed de Judy Collins

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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.
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
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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