Peggy Gordon
from The Bridge by Marc Gunn
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Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling,
Come sit ye down upon my knee,
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee.
I’m so in love I cannot deny it,
My heart lies smothered in my breast,
But It’s not for me to let the world know it,
A troubled mind has no rest.
I wish I was in some lonesome valley,
Where woman-kind cannot be found,
Where the pretty small birds lie on every branch
And every moment a different sound.
additional lyrics:
I laid my head on a cask of brandy
Which was my fancy I do declare,
For while I’m drinking, I’m always thinking
How I’m to gain that lady fair.
I put my back against an oak tree
Thinking it was a trusty tree,
But first it bent and then it broke,
And that’s the way my love served me.
I wish I was as far as Ingo
Way out across the briny sea,
A-sailing over the deep blue water
Where love nor care never trouble me.
Come sit ye down upon my knee,
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee.
I’m so in love I cannot deny it,
My heart lies smothered in my breast,
But It’s not for me to let the world know it,
A troubled mind has no rest.
I wish I was in some lonesome valley,
Where woman-kind cannot be found,
Where the pretty small birds lie on every branch
And every moment a different sound.
additional lyrics:
I laid my head on a cask of brandy
Which was my fancy I do declare,
For while I’m drinking, I’m always thinking
How I’m to gain that lady fair.
I put my back against an oak tree
Thinking it was a trusty tree,
But first it bent and then it broke,
And that’s the way my love served me.
I wish I was as far as Ingo
Way out across the briny sea,
A-sailing over the deep blue water
Where love nor care never trouble me.
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from The Bridge,
released January 15, 2010
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Marc Gunn Atlanta, Georgia
Marc Gunn is a rhythm and folk musician inspired by Celtic culture, science fiction, fantasy, and cats--Sci F'Irish
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He breathes new life into the autoharp, which continues to surprise musical veterans and fans alike for its unique sound and spirited energy. It’s like a satirical jam session between The Clancy Brothers and Weird Al Yankovic.
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Apr 01McDade, TX
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Apr 29Avondale Estates, GA
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