The Irish Dragoons, or, Pretty Peggy of Derby O/The Irish Dragoons, or, Pretty Peggy of Derby O

THE IRISH DRAGOONS.

THERE was a reg'ment of Iriſh dragoons,
and they were marching thro' Derby O;
The Captain fell in love with the youngeſt chambermaid,
and her name it was called pretty Peggy O.

O come down the ſtairs my pretty Peggy O,
O come down the ſtairs my pretty Peggy O;
O come down the ſtairs, comb down your yellow hair,
take the laſt farewel of your deary O.

What would your mammy think pretty Peggy O?
what would your mammy think pretty Peggy O?
What would mam think when ſhe hears the guineas clink?
and the hautboys playing before you O.

I told you now as I told you before, and why
ſhould you come for to plague me any more;
For I never do intend to go to a foreign land,
as little go along with a ſoldier O.

For a ſoldier's wife I ſhall never be, nor a ſoldier
ſhall never ly in bed along with me;
I will make a ſoldier ſtand with his hat in his hand,
when he comes in the preſence of my company.

Up ſpoke his brother, a ſtout young man, and as
valiant a young man as ever you did ſee,
Saying, If ſhe will not go, we'll get ſweethearts enough,
when we come to the town call'd Cokenny O.

O when that they came to the water ſo clear,
that ran to the town they call Cokenny O,
The Captain ſigh'd and ſaid, we are many miles away,
hear's a health to the bonny laſs in Derby O.

When that they came to the very laſt town,
and the town that they call Cokenny O,
His name was Captain Ward, he died for a maid,
and he dy'd for the bonny laſs in Derby O.