歌曲 | Geordie |
歌手 | Martin Carthy |
专辑 | 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" |