Junkyard Drive - Geordie - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Junkyard Drive - Geordie lyrics

Artist: Junkyard Drive

album: Geordie

As I walked outer the London's bridge
One misty morning early
I overheard a fair pretty maid
Was lamenting for her Geordie
My Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many
Cos' he was born by the King's royal breed
And lost to a virtuous lady
Go bridle me my milk white steed
Go bridle me my pony
Cos' I will ride to London's court
To plead for the life of my Geordie
–Solo–
My Geordie never stole nor cow nor calf
He never murdered any
He 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 them with everyone
If you'd spare the life of Geordie
–Solo 2–
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
For I cannot pardon Geordie
No I cannot pardon Geordie

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