Frenario

(álbum: Jefferson's Tree Of Liberty - 2008)

As we march down to Frenario
As we march down to Frenario
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And they called her by the name of pretty Peggy-O

Come go away with me, pretty Peggy-O
Come go away with me, pretty Peggy-O
In coaches you should ride with your true love by your side
As grand as any lady in the country-o

You're the man that I adore, sweet William-O
You're the man that I adore, sweet William-O
You're the man that I adore but your fortune is too low
And I'm afraid that my mother will be angry-o

Come tripping down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
Come tripping down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
Come tripping down the stairs combing back your yellow hair
And say alas farewell to your William-O

If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return this city I will burn
And destroy all the ladies in the areo

Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
Oh, our captain he is dead and he died for a maid
And he's buried in the Louisiana country-o

And as we march down to Frenario
As we march down to Frenario
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And they called her by the name of pretty Peggy-O