# Dragoon and Peggy/The dragoon and Peggy

The DRAGOON and PEGGY.
THE first time that I did thee see,
it was in Aberdeen Peggy, O meck and lovely was thy face, and douse grey was thy een Peggy; With stockings green and coal black shoon, as you walk on the street Peggy; And your behaviour day and night, does daily me invite Peggy.
I first did ask where you did dwell, and then I ask'd your name Peggy And though the night were ne'er sae dark, I will go see you hame Peggy. My father he's a laird, a laird, he is a laird of land Peggy, And I myself a brisk dragoon, as in all our command Peggy.
My father he's a lord, a lord, he is a lord of state Peggy, Your friends may not be discontent, though you walk with me late Peggy. But when shall we two meet again? when now it's grown so late Peggy? To morrow night at ten o'clock, I'll meet you at the gate Willy.
Although the night were ne'er so dark, and dinging on of rain Willy, You need not fear you'll want a bed, you'll get a share of mine Willy. ​With blankets bra' and sheets sae sma', I wat I'll mak it fine Willy; And you shall get to your supper, a cup of claret wine Willy.
And I'll throw aff my gown of black, put on a gown of green Willy, Then you and I will take a walk with the light of the moon Willy: But if my mistress chance to see, right angry wad she be Willy, That I would introduce myself into your company Willy.
For well she'll ken by your clothing, you are a stout dragoon Willy! Then she'll be for to put me off, like any common lown Willy. My sword and buckler I'll cast off, hangs low down by my thigh Peggy, And when I come in suit to thee my clothing shall be blue Peggy.
There's one thing I do ask of thee, although it be through force Peggy; There's one thing I do ask of thee, to see me to my horse Peggy. O I will see you to your horse, but my heart will be sair Willy, O I will see you to your horse, but ne'er will see you mair Willy.
For in the sky there I did spy, a comet that was fair Willy, ​It appear'd so high into the sky, it light'ned a' the air Willy. O clock-work is a curious work, diverting is the bell Willy. I'm like a drop fall'n to the ground, but fine gold is yoursell Willy.
O will you go along with me, and be to me a wife Peggy? I'll make a vow and keep it true; you'll live an easy life Peggy. If I should go along with you and be to thee a wife Willy, O all your friends wad me disdain, and that wad cause a strife Willy.
But if I were in Flanders fair beyond St. Andrew's sea Peggy, I'd ever keep a single heart, and keep my love for thee Peggy. I'll daily deck your yellow hair, with pomet and with oil Peggy, You'll wear the ribbons red and white, when you go to Carlisle Peggy.
I'll buy to you a clock of blue, the best in a' the town Peggy, With J. S. and O. S and July flow'rs, rich diamonds on your gown Peggy. O Olify is a bonny place. and there is many a tree Peggy, And there you'll have your jointure-house, and a' your land is free Peggy.
​But a sight of you is more to me, than all the flow'rs in time Peggy; Then all the flow'rs of Olify, when they are in their prime Peggy: The Highland hills are very high, and O they're ill to climb Willy, But I will go along with you, I canna stay behind Willy.
Let ne'er your conscience you beguile, or money you ensnare Willy, But ever keep a single heart, for that's true love and rare Willy. Now Willy he has married her and made her his own Peggy; And they do live a happy life, and she's a gallant Lady.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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