Georgie
As I walked over london bridge
One misty morning early
I heard some fairy young maiden say
Lord spare me the life of Georgie
Go settle me up my milk white steed
And bridle him so gayly
Then ride away to the king's high court
And plead for the life of Georgie"
So she rode all day and she rode all night
Til she was running weary
Then calming back her long yowl hair
She plead for the life of georgie
Then georgie roared up and he plead for himself
He says I never murdered any
But he stole sixteen of the king's best steeds
And sold them in romany
Then the oldest law urged the bar
Says "George I'm sorry for you,
But your own confession condemns you to die,
May the lord have mercy upon you
If I was over on yonder hill,
Where kisses I've had a plenty
With my sword and my pistol by my side
I'd fight for the life of Georgie
As Georgie was walking through the streets
He bid farewell to many
Then he bid farewell to his own true love
Which grieved him worse then any
Georgie was hanged with a golden cord
Just like you've never seen many
For he was a member of the royal race
And loved by a virtuous lady
One misty morning early
I heard some fairy young maiden say
Lord spare me the life of Georgie
Go settle me up my milk white steed
And bridle him so gayly
Then ride away to the king's high court
And plead for the life of Georgie"
So she rode all day and she rode all night
Til she was running weary
Then calming back her long yowl hair
She plead for the life of georgie
Then georgie roared up and he plead for himself
He says I never murdered any
But he stole sixteen of the king's best steeds
And sold them in romany
Then the oldest law urged the bar
Says "George I'm sorry for you,
But your own confession condemns you to die,
May the lord have mercy upon you
If I was over on yonder hill,
Where kisses I've had a plenty
With my sword and my pistol by my side
I'd fight for the life of Georgie
As Georgie was walking through the streets
He bid farewell to many
Then he bid farewell to his own true love
Which grieved him worse then any
Georgie was hanged with a golden cord
Just like you've never seen many
For he was a member of the royal race
And loved by a virtuous lady
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Writer(s): Doc Watson, Gaither W. Carlton
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