Well, as we marched down,
as we marched down,
as we marched down to Fennario,
well, the captain fell in love
with a lady like a dove.
Her 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 goin' away?
You're never, never, never comin' back-io.

Come a-runnin' down your stairs,
come a-runnin' down your stairs,
come a-runnin' down your stairs, pretty Peggy-o.
Come a-runnin' down your stairs,
combin' back your yellow hair.
You're the prettiest darned girl I ever seen-io.

Now 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, the captain he is dead.
Our captain he is dead.
Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-o.
Well, the captain he is dead,
he died for a maid.
He's buried somewheres in Louisiana-o