Winter Alchemy

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O Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Come sit ye down upon my knee
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

I am in love, I cannot deny it
My heart lies troubled in my breast
It's not for me to let the world know it
A troubled mind can find no rest

I put my head tae a cask of brandy
It was my fancy, so to do
For when I'm drinking, I'm seldom thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon were here

I wish I was away in Ingol
Far across the briny sea
Sailing over deepest ocean
Where love and care ne’er bother me

I wish I was in a lonely valley
Where womankind cannot be found
Where all the small birds they raise their voices
And every moment a different sound

6. Peggy Gordon
(Trad.) If Peggy was real and here with Davy, she would offer him a double whisky. And that's just for the guitar playing. He would be drunk as a skunk after they would have got through the singing, motion, athmosphere etc... -- Jore

Another Scottish trad song I've always liked which explains the pain of love better than anything The Beatles wrote 200 years later -- Davy