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Pretty Peggy-o  Bob Dylan



Well, as[G] we marched down, as we marched down
Well, as we marched down to Fe[D]nnerio'
Well, our [G]captain fell in love with a [C]lady like a dove
the [D]name that she had was Pretty [G]Peggy-O
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Live version (Albany, NY April 18 1998)
[D]As we marched [G]out, to Fennario   [D]
As [D]we marched [Bm]out, to Fenn[F#m]ario
Well, our [G]captain fell in [D]love with a lady like a[G] dove
And he called her by name Pretty [D]Peggy-O

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G C G
As we marched out to Fennerio
G G/F# Em Bm
As we marched out to Fennerio
C G
Our Captain fell in love
G G/F# Em
With a lady like a dove
G C G
And he called her by name, Pretty Peggy-O


Would you marry me, pretty Peggy-O?
Would you marry me, pretty Peggy-O?
If you would marry me,
I would set your cities free
Free all the ladies in the are-o

I would marry you, sweet William-O
I would marry you, sweet William-O
I would marry you but your Guineas are too few
And I fear my mama would be angry-o

What would your mama think, pretty Peggy-O
What would your mama think, pretty Peggy-O
If she heard my Guineas clink?
Saw me marching at the head of my soilders-o.

Come a-steppin down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
Come a-steppin down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
Come a-steppin down the stairs
Combin' back your yellow hair
Bid a last fair well to your William-O

For if ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return
All your cities I will burn
Destroy all the ladies in the are-o

Sweet William he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William he is dead,
And he died for a maid
And he's burried in Louisana country-O

As we marched out to Fenerio
As we marched out to Fenerio
Our Captain fell in love
With a lady like a dove
And he called her by name, Pretty Peggy-O