WHEN PEGGY AND I ARE WED.
Copyright, 1893, by Will H. Kennedy.
Words and Music by Harry Kennedy.
There's a girl I meet in our street,
Her family lives next door;
The father he owns the big corner flat,
The daughter takes cash in the store.
Every night I roam to see her home,
And no matter where I go
You can hear them all murmur as I walk by,
"That's Peggy O'Hora's beau."
Monday night I asked her hand,
Tuesday asked her ma,
Wednesday I made up my mind
To have a long chat with her pa;
On Thursday he gave his consent,
These words to me he said:
'I'll give you the deed of the corner lot
When Peggy and you are wed."
Oh, Peggy, say yes, love, make your answer a kiss, love,
For you are the sweetest one that e'er I cast my eyes upon;
Just mention the day, love, don't you dare to say nay, love;
Oh, how happy we shall be when Peggy and I are wed.
Many years have fled since we were wed,
Our locks are turning gray;
Now Peggy and I run the corner store,
The old folks have long passed away.
We've been blessed with health, we've lots Of wealth,
We are happy as can be:
With a son and a daughter that's both grown up,
And baby that's just turned three.
Mary, she's the eldest girl,
Looks just like her ma;
Terence, he's a fine young lad
With all the Ould tricks of his pa.
Not a shade of strife e'er crossed our life,
And we'll ne'er forget the day
When Peggy took cash in the corner store,
And to her I used to say: - Chorus.