Chords for Noel McLoughlin - The Bonnie Lass O'Fyvie

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There once was a troop of Irish students, They marching down through [C] Pag-ee-oh,
And [F] a captain fell in love with a very funny lass, And her name was called [C] Pity [F] Peggy-oh.
So come ye down the stairs, Pity Peggy, my dear, Come ye down the stairs, [C] Pity Peggy-oh,
So come ye down the [F] stairs, come back a yellow hair, And a fine farewell [C] to your daddy [F]
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There's many a funny lass in the whole of the list, There's many a funny lass [C] in the galley-oh,
And there's many a funny gene in the [Bb] town of [F] Aberdeen, But the plural of them all [C] is in Pag [F]-ee-oh.
So come ye down the stairs, Pity Peggy, my dear, Come ye down the stairs, Pity [C] Peggy [F]-oh,
So come ye down the [F] stairs, come back a yellow hair, And a fine farewell to your daddy-oh.
For it's I who'll give you ribbons for your funny golden hair, I'll give you a necklace [C] of amber-oh,
[F] I'll give you silk and [Bb] pericles with blouses to the knee, [C] And fly me down to my chamber [F]-oh.
For I have got ribbons for my funny golden hair, And I have got a necklace [C] of amber-oh,
[F] And I have got [Bb] pericles fitting my degree, [G] And I start to be seen [C] in the chamber-oh.
[F] Oh, what would your mammy think if she heard the guineas clink, And the hard boys a-playing [C] before you-oh,
What would your mammy think [F] when she heard the [Bb] guineas clink, [C] And she would marry the soldier-oh.
[F] So come ye down the stairs, Pity Peggy, my dear, Come ye down the stairs, [C] Pity Peggy [F]-oh,
Come ye down the stairs, Come back a yellow hair, And a fine farewell to your daddy-oh.
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Oh, soldier's wife, I never shall be, A soldier shall never [C] enjoy me-oh,
[F] For I never do intend to [Bb] go to a foreign [F] land, So I never [G] shall marry the soldier [F]-oh.
So soldier's wife, you never shall be, For you'll be the [C] captain's lady-oh,
And the regiments shall stand [F] with their hats and tailor hands, And they'll bow in the presence of my Peggy-oh.
So come ye down the stairs, Pity Peggy, my dear, Come ye down the stairs, [C] Pity Peggy [F]-oh,
Come ye down the stairs, Come back a yellow hair, And a fine farewell to your daddy-oh.
And it's come ye down the stairs, Pity Peggy, my dear, Come ye down the stairs, Pity [C] Peggy [F]-oh,
Come ye down the stairs, Come back a yellow hair, And a fine farewell [C] to your daddy-oh. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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