Georgie Lyrics - Joan Baez

As I walked out over London bridge 

One misty morning early, 

I overheard a fair pretty maid 

Was lamenting for her Geordie. 

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. 

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. 

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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 gone 

For I cannot pardon Geordie. 

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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.