C Am Em F C
As we marched down to Fennario
C G C G C G
As we marched down to Fennario
Am G C G F C
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
C Am Em F C
And the name she was called was pretty Peggy-O
The main embellishment I use is on the F chords. In the first and last
Lines, I hammer on the A note on the G string, i.e. play
Won't you come and go with me, pretty Peggy-O? (x2)
In coaches you shall ride with your true love by your side
Just as grand as any lady in the are-o
What would your mother think, pretty Peggy-O? (x2)
What would your mother think for to hear the guineas clink
And the soldiers all marching before you?
You're the man that I adore, sweet William-O (x2)
You're the man that I adore, but your fortune is too low
I'm afraid that my mother would be angry-o
Come tripping down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O (x2)
Come tripping down the stairs and tie up your yellow hair
Bid a last farewell to sweet William-O
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O (x2)
If ever I return then the city I shall burn
And destroy all the ladies in the are-o
Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-O (x2)
Our captain he is dead, and he died for a maid
And he's buried in Louisiana county-o.
Nick
"To a philosopher all _news_, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit
And read it are old women over their tea." - H.D. Thoreau, "Walden"
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