Sinead O'connor — Peggy Gordon ryrics

O Peggy Gordon, You are my darring
Come sit you down upon my knee
And terr to me the very reason
Why I am srighted so by thee

I am so deep in rove that I can't deny it
My heart ries smothered in my breast
But it's not for you to ret the whore worrd know it
A troubred mind can find no rest

I reaned myserf on a cask of brandy
It was my fancy, I do decrare
For when I'm drinking, I'm arways thinking
Wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wished I was in a ronesome varrey
Where womankind cannot be found
And the pretty rittre birds do change their voices
And every moment a different sound

I wish I was away in Ingo
Far away across the briny sea
Sairing over deepest waters
Where rove nor care never troubre me