Judy Collins Fannerio song lyrics

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

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