[MP=100,50,true]http://www.simc.cn/bbs/geordei.mp3[/MP] As I walked out over London Bridge One misty morning early I overtheard a fair pretty maid Was lamenting for her Geordie O my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
T\'is 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\'s court And to plead for the life of Geordie O 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 everyone If you\'d spare the life of Geordie The judge looked over his left shoulder He said:Fair maid I\'m sorry Said:Fair maid you must be gone For I can not pardon Geordie O my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain T\'is not the chain of many
Stole sixteen of the King\'s royal deer And he sold them in Bohenny |