Geordie

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Geordie by Paul Smith

Geordie Lyrics

As I rode over London Bridge
One misty morning early
I overheard a tender-hearted girl
Plead for the life of Geordie
Now Geordie robbed no storehouses
He never murdered any
He only shot a king's wild 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"
But Geordie, he looked around the court
And saw his dearest Polly
Said he, "My love, you've come too late
For I'm condemned already
There's six pretty babes I've born to you
And the seventh lies in my body"
But Freely, he would par with them
To spare the life of Geordie
Then Geordie, he walked around the court
And said farewell to many
But the leaving of his own 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 wild deer
All for to feed his family

From the album: Shirley Inspired