Geordie Lyrics
| Song | Geordie |
| Artist | Martin Carthy |
| Album | Essential |
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| Now as I rode out over London Bridge | |
| On a misty morning early | |
| I overheard a fair pretty maid | |
| A cry for the life of her Geordie | |
| “Go bridle to me a milk white steed | |
| Bridle me a pony | |
| I'll ride down to London town | |
| And I'll plead for the life of my Geordie” | |
| “For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King's wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny” | |
| But when she rode down and in the king's hall | |
| There were lords and ladies plenty | |
| Down on her bended knee she fall | |
| And she begged for the life of her Geordie | |
| Cries, “Six pretty babes I had by him | |
| Another one lies in my body | |
| Freely I'd part with each one of them | |
| If you'll give me the life of my Geordie” | |
| “For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King's wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny” | |
| But the judge looked over his left shoulder | |
| He cries, “I'm sorry for thee | |
| Me pretty fair maid you come too late | |
| For he's been condemned already” | |
| “Oh my Geordie shall hang in a chain of gold | |
| Such chains as never was any | |
| Because he came of the royal blood | |
| And he courted a fine young lady” | |
| “Oh he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King's wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny” | |
| “Oh I wish I had you in yonder grove | |
| Where times I have been many | |
| With my broadsword and a pistol too | |
| I'd fight you for the life of me Geordie” | |
| “For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King's wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny” |
| Now as I rode out over London Bridge | |
| On a misty morning early | |
| I overheard a fair pretty maid | |
| A cry for the life of her Geordie | |
| " Go bridle to me a milk white steed | |
| Bridle me a pony | |
| I' ll ride down to London town | |
| And I' ll plead for the life of my Geordie" | |
| " For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" | |
| But when she rode down and in the king' s hall | |
| There were lords and ladies plenty | |
| Down on her bended knee she fall | |
| And she begged for the life of her Geordie | |
| Cries, " Six pretty babes I had by him | |
| Another one lies in my body | |
| Freely I' d part with each one of them | |
| If you' ll give me the life of my Geordie" | |
| " For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" | |
| But the judge looked over his left shoulder | |
| He cries, " I' m sorry for thee | |
| Me pretty fair maid you come too late | |
| For he' s been condemned already" | |
| " Oh my Geordie shall hang in a chain of gold | |
| Such chains as never was any | |
| Because he came of the royal blood | |
| And he courted a fine young lady" | |
| " Oh he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" | |
| " Oh I wish I had you in yonder grove | |
| Where times I have been many | |
| With my broadsword and a pistol too | |
| I' d fight you for the life of me Geordie" | |
| " For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" |
| Now as I rode out over London Bridge | |
| On a misty morning early | |
| I overheard a fair pretty maid | |
| A cry for the life of her Geordie | |
| " Go bridle to me a milk white steed | |
| Bridle me a pony | |
| I' ll ride down to London town | |
| And I' ll plead for the life of my Geordie" | |
| " For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" | |
| But when she rode down and in the king' s hall | |
| There were lords and ladies plenty | |
| Down on her bended knee she fall | |
| And she begged for the life of her Geordie | |
| Cries, " Six pretty babes I had by him | |
| Another one lies in my body | |
| Freely I' d part with each one of them | |
| If you' ll give me the life of my Geordie" | |
| " For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" | |
| But the judge looked over his left shoulder | |
| He cries, " I' m sorry for thee | |
| Me pretty fair maid you come too late | |
| For he' s been condemned already" | |
| " Oh my Geordie shall hang in a chain of gold | |
| Such chains as never was any | |
| Because he came of the royal blood | |
| And he courted a fine young lady" | |
| " Oh he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" | |
| " Oh I wish I had you in yonder grove | |
| Where times I have been many | |
| With my broadsword and a pistol too | |
| I' d fight you for the life of me Geordie" | |
| " For he never stole ox he never stole ass | |
| He never murdered any | |
| He stole sixteen of the King' s wild deer | |
| He sold them in Bohenny" |
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