Joan Baez — Geordie

[Verse 1] As I walked out over London bridge One misty morning early I overheard a fair pretty maid Was lamenting for her Geordie [Verse 2] "Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain 'Tis not the chain of many He was born of king's royal breed And lost to a virtuous lady" [Verse 3] "Go bridle me my milk white steed Go bridle me my pony I will ride to London court To plead for the life of my Geordie" [Verse 4] "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" [Verse 5] "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" [Verse 6] The judge looked over his left shoulder He said: "Fair maid I'm sorry" He said: "Fair maid you must be gone For I cannot pardon Geordie" [Verse 7] "Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain 'Tis not the chain of many Stole sixteen of the king's royal deer And he sold them in Bohenny"


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