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Thread #66168   Message #1109109
Posted By: Roberto
04-Feb-04 - 10:11 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Geordie (from Sam Russell)
Subject: Lyr Add: GEORGIE (from Sam Russell)
This is all I could get from SAM RUSSELL'S SINGING, and I'm not sure of many words, besides not understanding at all to which place rode the girl. I can't believe no mudcatter has this beautiful CD: VIRGINIA TRADITION, Ballads from British tradition, Global Village Music CD1002. This recording of Geordie (As I Walked Over London's Bridge) is an outstanding one. Please, please, listen to it and help correct and complete this transcription. Yours, Roberto

As I walked over London Bridge
So early in the morning
I overheard some fair one say:
O spare me the life of Georgie
I overheard some fair one say:
O spare me the life of Georgie

Go saddle an' bridle my milk white steed
Go saddle an' bridle him neatly
I'll ride away to the ...
And plead for the life of Georgie
I'll ride away to the ...
And plead for the life of Georgie

She rode all day and she rode all night
Till she came wet and weary
A-combing back her long yellow hair
She pleaded for the life of Georgie
A-combing back her long yellow hair
She pleaded for the life of Georgie

And out of her pocket drew a purse of gold
The like I never saw any
Saying – Lawyers, lawyers, come fee yourselves
And spare me the life of Georgie
Saying - lawyers, lawyers, come fee yourselves
And spare me the life of Georgie

Georgie was a-standing by
Saying – I've never killed anybody
But I stole sixteen of the king's white steeds
And sold them in Bohenny
But I stole sixteen of the king's white steeds
And sold them in Bohenny

The oldest lawyer at the bar
Saying – George, I'm sorry for you
That your own confession has condemned you to die
May the Lord have mercy on you
That your own confession has condemned you to die
May the Lord have mercy on you

As George was walking up to the street
He bid farewell to many
He bid farewell to his own true love
Which grieved him worst than any
He bid farewell to his own true love
Which grieved him worst than any

George was hung with a golden chain
The like I never saw any
Because he came of the royal race
And courted a virtuous lady
Because he came of the royal race
And courted a virtuous lady

I wished I was on yonder hill
Where kisses I've had many
My sword and pistol all on my side
I'd fight for the life of Georgie
My sword and pistol all on my side
I'd fight for the life of Georgie