Peggy-O - Paul Simon

As we marched down to Faneri-o 
As we marched down to Faneri-o 
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove 
And they called her name pretty Peggy-o 

Come a-runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o 
Come a-runnin' down the stairs, pretty Peggy-o 
Come a-runnin' down the stairs, combin' back your yellow hair 
You're the prettiest little girl I've ever seen-o 

In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o 
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o 
In a carriage you will ride, with your true love by your side 
As fair as any maiden in the ar-e-o 

What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o? 
What will your mother say, pretty Peggy-o? 
What will your mother say, when she finds you've gone away 
To places far and strange to Faneri-o? 

If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o 
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o 
If ever I return, all your cities I will burn 
Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o 
Destroying all the ladies in the ar-e-o