| Song | Fennario (live) |
| Artist | Joan Baez |
| Album | Joan Baez in Concert, Pt. 2 [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Traditional | |
| As we marched down to Fennario, | |
| As we marched down to Fennario, | |
| Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove. | |
| They call her by name pretty Peggy-o. | |
| What will your mother think pretty Peggy-o? | |
| What will your mother think pretty Peggy-o? | |
| What will your mother think when she hears the guineas clink, | |
| The soldiers all marchin' before you-o? | |
| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| In a carriage you will ride with your true love by your side, | |
| As fair as any maiden in the are-o. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair combin' back your yellow hair, | |
| And bid farewell to sweet William-o. | |
| Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| Sweet William is dead, and he died for a maid, | |
| The fairest maid in the are-o. | |
| If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o. | |
| If ever I return all your cities I will burn, | |
| Destroying all the ladies in the are-o. | |
| Destroying all the ladies in the are-o. |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| As we marched down to Fennario, | |
| As we marched down to Fennario, | |
| Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove. | |
| They call her by name pretty Peggyo. | |
| What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
| What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
| What will your mother think when she hears the guineas clink, | |
| The soldiers all marchin' before youo? | |
| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
| In a carriage you will ride with your true love by your side, | |
| As fair as any maiden in the areo. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair combin' back your yellow hair, | |
| And bid farewell to sweet Williamo. | |
| Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Sweet William is dead, and he died for a maid, | |
| The fairest maid in the areo. | |
| If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
| If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
| If ever I return all your cities I will burn, | |
| Destroying all the ladies in the areo. | |
| Destroying all the ladies in the areo. |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| As we marched down to Fennario, | |
| As we marched down to Fennario, | |
| Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove. | |
| They call her by name pretty Peggyo. | |
| What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
| What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
| What will your mother think when she hears the guineas clink, | |
| The soldiers all marchin' before youo? | |
| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
| In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
| In a carriage you will ride with your true love by your side, | |
| As fair as any maiden in the areo. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Come skippin' down the stair combin' back your yellow hair, | |
| And bid farewell to sweet Williamo. | |
| Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
| Sweet William is dead, and he died for a maid, | |
| The fairest maid in the areo. | |
| If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
| If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
| If ever I return all your cities I will burn, | |
| Destroying all the ladies in the areo. | |
| Destroying all the ladies in the areo. |