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Geordie

As I walked out over London bridge
One misty morning early
I overt heard a fair pretty maid
Was lamenting for her Geordie
O my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
T’is not the chain of many
He was born of king’s royal breed
And lost to virtuous lady
Go bridle me
My milk white steed go bridle me
My pony I will ride to london’s court
And to plead for the life of Geordie
O my Geordie never stole nor cow nor calf
He never hurted any stole sixteen of the king’s royal deer
And he sold them in bohenny
Two pretty babies have I born
The third lies in my body
I’d freely part with them everyone
If you’d spare the life of Geordie
The judge looked over his left shouder
The judge looked ober his left shouder
He said:fair maid I’m soory
Said:fair maid you must be gone
For I can not pardon Geordie
Oh my Geordie will be hanged in a go