Georgie Songtext
von Doc Watson

As I walked over London Bridge one misty morning early
I heard some fair young maiden say
"Lord, spare me the life of Georgie
Go saddle me up my milk-white steed and bridle him so gaily
Then I′ll ride away to the King's high
Court and plead for the life of Georgie."

She rode all day and she rode all night ′til she was wet and weary
Then combing back her long yellow
Hair she pled for the life of Georgie
She pulled out a purse all filled with
Gold just like you've never seen many
And she said, "Young lawyers, fee yourselves
And plead for the life of Georgie."


But Georgie rode up and he pled for
Himself, he says, "I never murdered any
But I stole sixteen of the King's best
Steeds and I sold them in Romany."
Then the oldest lawyer at the bar says, "George, I′m sorry for you
But your own confession condemns you to
Die, may the Lord have mercy upon you."

As Georgie was a-walkin′ through the streets he bid farewell to many
Then he bid farewell to his own true
Love which grieved him worse than any
"If I was over on yonder hill where kisses I've had aplenty
With my sword and my pistol by my side
I′d fight for the life of Georgie."

Georgie was hanged with a golden cord just like you've never seen many
For he was a member of the royal race and loved by virtuous lady