Pretty Peg

     G
"Oh, how can I get to your chamber, love?
                         C
Or how can I get to your bed?
                        G
When your daddy goes to bed at night
                       C
With a keen eye on his head?"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

"Oh go and get the ladder, love
                         C
With thirty steps and three
                        G
And put it to the chimney top
                         C
And come down in a creel to me"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

"I went and got a ladder, love
                         C
With thirty steps and three
                        G
And a creel on the top of that
                         C
And come down in the lum to thee"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

No peace nor ease could the old wife get
                         C
With dreams running through her head
                        G
"I'll lay on me life," said the gay old wife
                         C
"There's a boy in me daughter's bed"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

Then up the stairs the old man crept
                         C
And into the room did steal
                        G
Silence reigned where the daughter slept
                         C
And he never twigged the creel

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

"My curse attend you, father
                         C
What brought you up so soon?
                        G
To put me through my evening prayers
                         C
And I just lying down?"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

He went back to his gay old wife
                         C
He went back to she
                        G
"She has the prayer book in her hand
                         C
And she's praying for you and me"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

No peace nor ease could that old wife get
                         C
'Til she would rise and see
                        G
She came on a stumbling-block
                         C
And into the creel went she

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-day

"Oh, high I rocked her, oh, I rocked her
                         C
Didn't I rock her well?
                        G
For if any old wife begrudge me her daughter
                         C
I'll rock her into hell"

        G
With my tiddy-right-fol-da-liddle-dido

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