Peggy and the Soldier It's of a old soldier come down from the sea, His musket all over his shoulder, It's on pretty Peggy he's cast his eye, And she's cast her eye on the soldier. Oh, me gold; me silver, it shall be thine, I'll give you all me gold and me plunder, If you will leave land, leave your husband behind, And come away to sea with the soldier. John, her husband, he mounted on his high horse back, Expecting for to meet her by the water, But when he got there it was late in the day And she'd gone away to sea with the soldier. Oh, they hadn't been sailing but a week or more, When her love it did turn all to anger. He beat her, he kicked her, he called her "whore," Sent her back to her John in the morning. As Peggy walked up, as Peggy walked down, People asked her where she was going, She made not an answer, she couldn't say where, For she'd been away to sea with the soldier. When Peggy got back, it was late in the night, And she was ashamed to be seen, It was under the window she's listened a while, To her husband a-nursing the baby. "Now hushaba little one and don't you cry, For your momma's gone and left you in sorrow, But if she comes back, well, she can't stay here, She can go back to sea with her soldier." "Oh, open the door, love, and let me in, And I'll never prove false any longer." "You can go from me door; you can leave me alone, You can go back to sea with your soldier. John, her husband, he mounted on his high horse back, He rode until he came to the water. He abus-ed the wind and the waters, clear, Sent Peggy off to sea with the soldier. He abus-ed the man that builded the boat. He abus-ed the captain that sailed her. He abus-ed the wind and the waters, clear, Sent Peggy off to sea with the soldier. DT #497 Laws P13 AJS
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