Joan Baez
Joan Baez - Geordie songtekst
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As I walked over the London bridge One misty morning early I overheard a fair pretty maid Was lamenting for her Geordie Oh, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain 'Tis not the chain of many He was born on king's royal breed And lost to a virtuous lady Go bridle me my milk white steed Go bridle me my poney I will ride to London court To plead for the life of Geordie Ah, 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 every one If you'd spare the life of Geordie The judge looked over his left shoulder He said: "Fair maid I'm sorry" He said: "Fair maid you must be brave For I cannot pardon Geordie" Oh, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain 'Tis not the chain of many Stole sixteen of king's royal deer And he sold them in Bohenny