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[Verse 1]
GThere once was a troop of Irish dragoons Come marching down thru FDyvie-O And the cGaptain fell in love wi' a very bonnie laCss And he called her by hGer name, Dpretty PegGgy-O
[Verse 2]
GThere's many a bonnie lass in the glen of Auchterlass There's many a bonnie lasDs in Gairioch-oO There's mGany a bonnie Jean in the streets of AberCdeen But the flower of themG all liveDs in FyvieG, O
[Verse 3]
GCome trippin' down the stair, Pretty Peggy, my dear Come down the stairs, PreDtty Peggy-O Come tripGpin' down the stairs, combin' back your Cyellow hair Bid a long farewell toG your mamDmy-O G
[Verse 4]
GIt's braw, aye it's braw, a captain's lady for to be And it's braw to be a capDtain's lady-O It's brawG to ride around and to follow the camp C And to ride when your Gcaptain hDe is readyG-O
[Verse 5]
GO I'll give you ribbons, love, and I'll give you rings I'll give you a necklace Dof amber-O I'll giveG you a silken petticoat with flounces toC the knee If you'll convey me doGon to youDr chamber-GO
[Verse 6]
GWhat would your mother think if she heard the guineas clink And saw the haut-boys marDching all before you-O O little Gwould she think gin she heard the guineaCs clink If I followed Ga soldierD laddie-O G
[Verse 6]
GI never did intend a soldier's lady for to be A soldier shall never enjDoy me-O I never dGid intend to gae tae a foreign lCand And I will nevGer marry Da soldier-GO
[Verse 7]
GI'll drink nae more o your claret wine I'll drink nae more o youDr glasses-O Tomorrow Gis the day when we maun ride awaCy So farewell taGe your FyDvie lassesG-O
[Verse 8]
GThe colonel he cried, mount, boys, mount, boys, mount The captain, he cried, taDrry-O O tarry yGet a while, just another day or Ctwa Til I see if tGhe bonnieD lass willG marry-O
[Verse 9]
GTwas in the early morning, when we marched awa And O but the captain he Dwas sorry-O The drumsG they did beat on the merry braeCs o' Gight And the band pGlayed theD bonnie laGss of Fyvie-O
[Verse 10]
GLong ere we came to the glen of Auchterlass We had our captain to carDry-O And long Gere we won into the streets of ACberdeen We had our capGtain to bDury-O G
[Verse 11]
GGreen grow the birks on bonnie Ethanside And low lie the lowlands Dof Fyvie-O The captaGin's name was Ned and he died foCr a maid He died for thGe bonny lDass of FyvGie-O