Geordie

As I rode over London Bridge
One misty morning early
I overheard a tender-hearted girl
Pleading for the life of Geordie

Now Geordie robbed no store houses
He never murdered any
He only shot a king's white deer
All for to feed his family

Then the judge looked over his left shoulder
And thus he says to Geordie
By your confession you shall hang
And the Lord have mercy upon you

Then Geordie looked around the court
And saw his dearest Polly
Said he My love, you've come too late
For I'm condemned already

Then Geordie walked around the court
And said farewell to many
But the leaving of his one true love
That grieved him worst of any

Let Geordie hang in golden chains
His crimes they were not many
He only shot a king's white deer
All for to feed his family



Credits
Writer(s): Finlay Mayers Porras
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