As we rowed out
To Fenarrio,
As we rowed out
To Fenarrio,
Our captain fell in love
With a lady like a dove
And he called her by name,
Peggy-o
Won't you come with me
Pretty Peggy-o?
Won't you come with me
Pretty Peggy-o?
If you come with me
We'll cross the great, blue sea
Won't you marry me
Pretty Peggy-o?
I cannot marry you,
A sailor, no
I cannot marry you,
A sailor, no
I cannot marry you
And cross the ocean blue
I cannot marry you,
A sailor, no
What would your mother say,
Peggy-o?
What would your mother say,
Pretty Peggy-o?
What would your mother say,
If I told her you could stay?
What would your mother say,
Peggy-o?
For this gilded dove,
Peggy-o,
And for this gilded dove,
Pretty Peggy-o,
And for this gilded dove,
Our captain died for love
