P.G. x 3

O Peggy Gordon

You are my darling

Come sit you down

Upon my knee

And tell to me

The very reason

Why I am slighted so by thee

I wish I was in some lonesome valley

Where womankind could not be found

And little birds

Sing upon the branches

And every moment a different sound

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