Glasgow Peggy Chords by Silly Wizard
Tempo:
71.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
C
G
B
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] Farce when I come to Glasgow-ton, the hillin' trips were all before me,
and the bonniest lass in the town I saw, she lived in Glasgow that caught her Peggy.
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[C] [D]
Their chief had made [C] her feathers [D] in a knob, he was [C] wondrous [D] angry,
he said, you men [C] taught my [D] oxen and coy, but your manna taught my [D] pony Peggy.
I had your [C] tongue, dear doll [D] man, for [G] I've got goose and yowls already,
I come not to [C] see your oxen or [D] coy, but I will pay your [D] bonnie Peggy.
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[C] [D] [C] [D]
[D] He settled [C] on his dear black [D] horse, and he and Sam had a [C] fine grain of [D] agie,
and [G] they were [C] many miles to the [D] north, and [G] men were them but a [D] bonnie Peggy.
And I've got [C] heifers and [D] sheep I've grazed in the [C] hills,
say [D] bonnie, and elk a [C] hundred a shepherd [D] has, although I'll be but [C] a heelin' [D] laddie.
Rops and sheep [C] are good and good enough, [D] but corn [G] and stocks are mickle batter,
and they will stand [C] in the drough and the snow, [C]
[D] when the sheep will be with one another.
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[C] [D] [C] [D]
[C] [D] But I've got thirty acres of land, and it's a [C] polluting sun [D] already,
I am Lord Donald o [B]'er the [C] isles, [D] and why should not Peggy become a lady?
And see in all [Em] yon [D] castles and towers, the sun she's on, [C] say breck [D] and bonnie,
I am Lord Donald o [C]'er the [C] isles, [D] and I think I'll mark his life as honey.
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and the bonniest lass in the town I saw, she lived in Glasgow that caught her Peggy.
[C] [D]
[C] [D]
Their chief had made [C] her feathers [D] in a knob, he was [C] wondrous [D] angry,
he said, you men [C] taught my [D] oxen and coy, but your manna taught my [D] pony Peggy.
I had your [C] tongue, dear doll [D] man, for [G] I've got goose and yowls already,
I come not to [C] see your oxen or [D] coy, but I will pay your [D] bonnie Peggy.
[C] [D]
[C] [D] [C] [D]
[D] He settled [C] on his dear black [D] horse, and he and Sam had a [C] fine grain of [D] agie,
and [G] they were [C] many miles to the [D] north, and [G] men were them but a [D] bonnie Peggy.
And I've got [C] heifers and [D] sheep I've grazed in the [C] hills,
say [D] bonnie, and elk a [C] hundred a shepherd [D] has, although I'll be but [C] a heelin' [D] laddie.
Rops and sheep [C] are good and good enough, [D] but corn [G] and stocks are mickle batter,
and they will stand [C] in the drough and the snow, [C]
[D] when the sheep will be with one another.
[C] [D]
[C] [D] [C] [D]
[C] [D] But I've got thirty acres of land, and it's a [C] polluting sun [D] already,
I am Lord Donald o [B]'er the [C] isles, [D] and why should not Peggy become a lady?
And see in all [Em] yon [D] castles and towers, the sun she's on, [C] say breck [D] and bonnie,
I am Lord Donald o [C]'er the [C] isles, [D] and I think I'll mark his life as honey.
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Key:
D
C
G
B
Em
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C
G
[D] Farce when I come to Glasgow-ton, the hillin' trips were all before me,
and the bonniest lass in the town I saw, she lived in Glasgow that caught her Peggy.
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
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_ Their chief had made [C] her feathers [D] in a knob, he was [C] wondrous [D] angry,
he said, you men [C] taught my [D] oxen and coy, but your manna taught my [D] pony Peggy.
I had your [C] tongue, dear doll [D] man, for [G] I've got goose and yowls already,
I come not to [C] see your oxen or [D] coy, but I will pay your [D] bonnie Peggy.
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
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_ [D] He settled [C] on his dear black [D] horse, and he and Sam had a [C] fine grain of [D] agie,
and [G] they were [C] many miles to the [D] north, and [G] men were them but a [D] bonnie Peggy.
And I've got [C] heifers and [D] sheep I've grazed in the [C] hills,
say [D] bonnie, and elk a [C] hundred a shepherd [D] has, although I'll be but [C] a heelin' [D] laddie.
Rops and sheep [C] are good and good enough, [D] but corn [G] and stocks are mickle batter,
and they will stand [C] in the drough and the snow, [C]
[D] when the sheep will be with one another.
_ [C] _ [D] _ _
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_ [C] _ _ [D] But I've got thirty acres of land, and it's a [C] polluting sun [D] already,
I am Lord Donald o [B]'er the [C] isles, [D] and why should not Peggy become a lady?
And see in all [Em] yon [D] castles and towers, the sun she's on, [C] say breck [D] and bonnie,
I am Lord Donald o [C]'er the [C] isles, [D] and I think I'll mark his life as honey. _
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and the bonniest lass in the town I saw, she lived in Glasgow that caught her Peggy.
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
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_ Their chief had made [C] her feathers [D] in a knob, he was [C] wondrous [D] angry,
he said, you men [C] taught my [D] oxen and coy, but your manna taught my [D] pony Peggy.
I had your [C] tongue, dear doll [D] man, for [G] I've got goose and yowls already,
I come not to [C] see your oxen or [D] coy, but I will pay your [D] bonnie Peggy.
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ [D] _ _ _
_ [D] He settled [C] on his dear black [D] horse, and he and Sam had a [C] fine grain of [D] agie,
and [G] they were [C] many miles to the [D] north, and [G] men were them but a [D] bonnie Peggy.
And I've got [C] heifers and [D] sheep I've grazed in the [C] hills,
say [D] bonnie, and elk a [C] hundred a shepherd [D] has, although I'll be but [C] a heelin' [D] laddie.
Rops and sheep [C] are good and good enough, [D] but corn [G] and stocks are mickle batter,
and they will stand [C] in the drough and the snow, [C]
[D] when the sheep will be with one another.
_ [C] _ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ [D] _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] But I've got thirty acres of land, and it's a [C] polluting sun [D] already,
I am Lord Donald o [B]'er the [C] isles, [D] and why should not Peggy become a lady?
And see in all [Em] yon [D] castles and towers, the sun she's on, [C] say breck [D] and bonnie,
I am Lord Donald o [C]'er the [C] isles, [D] and I think I'll mark his life as honey. _
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