Anais Mitchell - Geordie child 209

As ^CI walked out over London Bridge On a ^Ammisty morning e^Garly I o^Fverheard a ^Gfair pretty maid Cry^Fing for the^C life of her^F Geordie S^Faddle me a mi^Clk white steed B^Amridle me a p^Gony I^F'll ride down to L^Gondon town And I'll^F beg for the ^Clife of my ^FGeordie ^{C F}

^FAnd when she came to the c^Courthouse steps The p^Amoor folks numbered m^Gany A ^Fhundred crowns she p^Gassed around Saying, ^FPray for the l^Cife of my G^Feordie ^FHe never stole a mule or^C a mare H^Ame never murdered a^Gny I^Ff he shot one of the k^Ging's wild deer I^Ft was only to f^Ceed his f^Family ^{C F}

A^Fnd then she strode through the ^Cmarble hall B^Amefore the judge and the j^Gury D^Fown on her bended k^Gnee she falls Cry^Fing for the l^Cife of her Ge^Fordie H^Fe never stole, he never ^Cslew H^Ame never murdered a^Gny H^Fe never injured any of^G you S^Fpare me the lif^Ce of my G^Feordie

T^Fhe judged looked over his left ^Cshoulder A^Amnd said I'm sorry for the^Ge M^Fy pretty fair maide you've c^Gome too late He'^Fs been co^Cndemed a^Flready But s^Fix pretty babes I ^Chad by him The se^Amventh one lies in my bo^Gdy And ^FI would bear them all ov^Cer again If you g^Five me the li^Cfe of my Ge^Fordie

^FYour Geordie will hang from a silver c^Chain S^Amuch as we don't ha^Gng many A^Fnd he'll be lain in a ^Gcoffin brave F^For your six fin^Ce sons to^F carry ^{C F F}I wish I had you in a pub^Clic square The w^Amhole town gathered aro^Gund me With m^Fy broadsword and a pi^Gstol too I'd fight yo^Fu for the l^Cife of my Ge^Fordie