Cat. #1393 (MFH #944) - As sung by Florence Martin, Pittsburg, Kansas on
VERSE 1
I'm going over th sea, pretty Peggy-o
I'm going over th sea to die
Where you'll never no more see me
So, fare you well, pretty Peggy-o
VERSE 2
Our Captain, he was young, pretty Peggy-o
Our Captain, he was young
He was scarcely twenty-one
And he died for th love of Peggy-o
VERSE 3
Our Captain's name was Wade, pretty Peggy-o
Our Captain's name was Wade
An' he died for a maid
An' they buried in th Louisiana country-o
VERSE 4
Thru th courts you should ride, pretty Peggy-o
Thru th courts you should ride
With your true love by your side
And be as grand as any --- ivory ---
VERSE 5
What would your Mother think, pretty Peggy-o
What would your Mother think
For t's you th --- ---
And th soldiers marching around you-o
VERSE 6
Your a person I adore, pretty Peggy-o
Your a person I adore
But your calling is so low
I'm afraid my Mother would be angry-o
VERSE 7
She came tripping downstairs, pretty Peggy-o
She came tripping downstairs
Combing back her yellow hair
To take her last fare-you-well from sweet William-o