Lyrics:

Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Come sit ye doon upon my knee
And tell tae me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee.

I am in love I cannot deny it
My heart lies troubled in my breast
It's not for me to let the world know it
A troubled heart can find no rest.

I put my head tae a cask o' brandy
It was my fancy so to do
For when I'm drinking I'm seldom thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon was here.

I wish I was away in Ingol
Far across the briny sea
Sailing over the deepest ocean
Where love and care ne'er bother me.

I wish I was in a lonely valley
Where womenkind cannot be found
Where all the small birds they change their voices
And every moment a different sound.