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Her multi instrumentalism (guitar, autoharp, banjo, keyboards, concertina), her unashamed fealty to the politics of folk music (where gender wars, labour laws, ecology and Napoleon jostle for space), and her magnificent voice conspired to still a surprisingly small crowd who hung on her every note and syllable. - Siobhan Long, Irish Times

Peggy Quotes 2

On the exceptional Odd Collection, Peggy offers up 18 original songs - and one spoken word performance - that reveal her to be a perspicacious commentator on both personal and political issues and a gifted composer, lyricist and singer.
- Mike Regenstreif

 

Fatal Flower Garden

FATAL FLOWER GARDEN                   
traditional U.S.A.

It rained, it poured, it rained so hard,
Rained so hard all day.
That all the boys in our school
Came out to toss and play.

They tossed their ball again so high,
Then again so low;
They tossed into a flower garden
Where no one was allowed to go.

Up stepped a beautiful lady
All dressed in yellow and green;
Come in, come in, my pretty little boy
And get your ball again.

I won’t come in, I shan’t come in
Without my playmates all;
I’ll go to my father and tell him about it,
That’ll cause tears to fall.

She first showed him an apple seed,
Then a guinea gold ring;
Then she showed him a diamond,
And that enticed him in.

She took him by his lily white hand
She led him through the hall;
She put him into an upper room
Where no one could hear him call.

O, take these finger-rings off my fingers,
Smoke them with your breath;
If any of my friends should call for me,
Tell them that I’m at rest.

Tether the Bible at my head,
The Testament at my feet,
If my dear mother should call for me,
Tell her that I’m asleep.

Tether the Bible at my feet,
The Testament at my head;
If my dear father should call for me,
Tell him that I am dead. 

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