Pretty Peggy-O

Arranged by Bob Dylan
Played by Bob Dylan on Bob Dylan (1962) and occasionally during the Never Ending tour (21 performances in 1992, last performance 1998)
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem

Album version

One verse intro (w/harp)

I've been around this whole country
But I never yet found Fennario.
         G
Well, as we marched down, as we marched down
                              D
Well, as we marched down to Fennerio'
          G                           C
Well, our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
    D                            G
the name that she had was Pretty Peggy-O

Well, what will your mother say, what will your mother say
What will your mother say, Pretty Peggy-O
What will your mother say to know you're going away
You're never, never, never coming back-io ?

Come a-running down your stairs
Come a-running down your stairs
Come a-running down your stairs, Pretty Peggy-O
Come a-running down your stairs
Combing back your yellow hair
You're the prettiest darned girl I ever seen-io.

The lieutenant he has gone
The lieutenant he has gone
The lieutenant he has gone, Pretty Peggy-O
The lieutenant he has gone, long gone
He's a-riding down in Texas with the rodeo.

Well, our captain he is dead, our captain he is dead
Our captain he is dead, Pretty Peggy-O
Well, our captain he is dead, died for a maid
He's buried somewhere in Louisiana-O.

Live version (Albany, NY April 18 1998)

D             G                  D
As we marched out, to Fennario
   D          Bm          F#m
As we marched out, to Fennario
          G               D                      G
Well, our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
                                 D
And he called her by name Pretty Peggy-O

Would you marry me, Pretty Peggy-O
Would you marry me, Pretty Peggy-O
Would you marry me, your cities I will free,
Free all the ladies in the are-o.

I would marry you, sweet William-o.
I would marry you, sweet William-o.
I would marry you, but your guineas are too few.
I'm afraid my mama would be so angry-o.

What would your mama think, Pretty Peggy-O
What would your mama think, Pretty Peggy-O
what would your mama think if she could hear my guineas clink
see me marching out ahead of my soldiers-o?

If ever I return, Pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return, Pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return, your cities I will burn
Destroy all the ladies in the area-o

Come tripping down the stairs, Pretty Peggy-O
Come tripping down the stairs, Pretty Peggy-O
Come tripping down the stairs, come and make your yellow hair
Bid your last farewell to sweet William-O.

The captain he is dead, Pretty Peggy-O
The captain he is dead, Pretty Peggy-O
The captain he is dead, and he died for a maid
He's buried in Lousiana Country-O

As we marched out, to Fennario
As we marched out, to Fennario
the captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And he called her by name Pretty Peggy-O