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Geordie
[Verse 1]
As I roved out over London Bridge
On a misty morning early
I overheard a fair pretty maid
Cry for the life of her Geordie

[Verse 2]
Saddle me a milk-white steed
Bridle me a pony
I'll ride down to London town
And I'll beg for the life of my Geordie

[Chorus 1]
He never stole ox, he never stole ass
He never murdered any
If he shot one of the King's wild deer
It was only to feed his family

[Verse 3]
Then she strode through thе marble hall
Before thе judge and the jury
Down on her bended knee she fell
And she cried for the life of her Geordie

[Chorus 2]
He never stole, he never slew
He never murdered any
He never injured any of you
Spare me the life of my Geordie
[Verse 4]
The judge looked over his left shoulder
He cried, I'm sorry for thee
My pretty fair maid, you've come too late
For he's been condemned already

[Verse 5]
Your Geordie shall hang from a silver chain
His crimes they were not many
He shot one of the King's wild deer
All for to feed his family

[Chorus 1]
He never stole ox, he never stole ass
He never murdered any
If he shot one of the King's wild deer
It was only to feed his family

[Verse 6]
I wish I had you in a public square
The whole town gathered 'round me
With my broadsword and a pistol too
I'd fight you for the life of my Geordie

[Verse 7]
Come saddle me the brown, she said
For the white was ne'er so speedy
I'll ride down to the King's great hall
And I'll beg for the life of my Geordie
[Verse 8]
But when she rode down and in the King's hall
There were lords and ladies plenty
Down on her bended knee she fell
And she cried for the life of her Geordie

[Chorus 1]
He never stole ox, he never stole ass
He never murdered any
If he shot one of the King's wild deer
It was only to feed his family

[Verse 9]
Let Geordie hang from a silver chain
And not one [?] I'm sorry
He stole sixteen of the King's wild deer
He sold them in Bohenny

[Verse 10]
Six pretty babes I've had by him
The seventh one lies in my body
I would bear them all over again
If you'll spare me the life of my Geordie