Geordie
1.
Go saddle up my milk-white steed,
Go saddle it full gayly,
Until I write to the earthen sires(?)
To plead for the life of Georgie.
2.
She rid till she come to the earthen sires' office
So early in the morning;
She tumbled down on her bended knees,
Saying, " Spare me the life of Georgie! "
3.
There were an old man stepped up to her,
He looked as if he was pleasing;
" O pretty miss! if it lays in my power,
I'll spare you the life of Georgie. "
4.
The judge looked over his left shoulder,
He looked as if he was angry;
Says, " Now, pretty miss, you've come too late,
For Georgie he's condemned already! "
5.
" Did Georgie ever trample on the king's highway,
Or did he murder any? " —
" He stole sixteen of the milk-white steeds,
And conveyed them away to the army. "
6.
Georgie he was hung in a white silk robe,
Such robes there was not many,
Because he was of that royal blood,
And was loved by a virtuous lady.
Go saddle up my milk-white steed,
Go saddle it full gayly,
Until I write to the earthen sires(?)
To plead for the life of Georgie.
2.
She rid till she come to the earthen sires' office
So early in the morning;
She tumbled down on her bended knees,
Saying, " Spare me the life of Georgie! "
3.
There were an old man stepped up to her,
He looked as if he was pleasing;
" O pretty miss! if it lays in my power,
I'll spare you the life of Georgie. "
4.
The judge looked over his left shoulder,
He looked as if he was angry;
Says, " Now, pretty miss, you've come too late,
For Georgie he's condemned already! "
5.
" Did Georgie ever trample on the king's highway,
Or did he murder any? " —
" He stole sixteen of the milk-white steeds,
And conveyed them away to the army. "
6.
Georgie he was hung in a white silk robe,
Such robes there was not many,
Because he was of that royal blood,
And was loved by a virtuous lady.
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