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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Joan Baez -  Georgie
 As I walked out over London bridge
 One misty morning early,
 I overheard a fair pretty maid
 Was lamenting for her Geordie.
 
 Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain,
 `Tis 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 court
 To plead for the life of my Geordie.
 
 Ah, 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 every one
 If you`d spare the life of Geordie.
 
 The judge looked over his left shoulder,
 He said fair maid I`m sorry
 He said fair maid you must be gone
 For I cannot pardon Geordie.
 
 Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain,
 `Tis not the chain of many,
 Stole sixteen of the king`s royal deer
 And he sold them in Bohenny.
 
 
    
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