paroles de chanson Fannerio - Judy Collins
As
we
marched
down
to
Fannerio
As
we
marched
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
[?]
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
marched
down
to
Fannerio
As
we
marched
down
to
Fannerio
Our
captain
fell
in
love
with
a
lady
like
a
dove
And
we
called
her
by
her
name,
pretty
Peggy-O
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