The Owl Service - Geordie | Текст песни

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As I walked over London Bridge
T'was on one morning, early
I thought I heard a fair one say
Pray, save the life of Geordie
Come saddle up my milk white steed
And bridle it most rarely
For I must go to Newcastle Gaol
To save the life of Geordie
Ah Lady Grey, rode north and east
Where she arrived most weary
She bowed her head of golden hair
Fair pleading for her Geordie
And from her cloak, she drew a purse
Money, she'd hardly any
Saying Lord have mercy, steal yourselves
I'll give you my last penny
It is no murder George has done
He hasn't killed nobody
But he's stole sixteen of the King's fine deer
And he sold them to the army
The oldest lawyer at the bar
Said Dear, it is a pity
By these words you have spoke, this man must die
You should have been more witty
He walked down the lined streets
He ba'ed farewell to many
He ba-ed Farewell to his own true love
Which grieved him more than any
Now George was hung with a silken string
Of which there are not many
For he came straightways from royal blood
And he courted a noble lady
She wished she was on yon high hill
Where kisses she'd had often
She'll pierce her pure heart with a pointed blade
Beside her lover's coffin
Yes she's pierced her pure heart with that pointed blade
Beside her lover's coffin