乔第 - 齐豫

As I walked under London bridge

One misty morning early

I overheard a fair pretty maid

Was lamenting for her geordie

O my geordie will be hanged

In a golden chain

'Tis not the chain of many

He was born of king's royal

Breed

And lost to a virtous lady

Go bridle me my milk white

Steed

Go bridle me my pony

I will ride to London's court

And to plead for the life

Of geordi

O my geordie never stole nor

Cow nor calf

He never hurted any

Stole sixteen of the king's royal

Deer

And he sold them in bohenny

Two pretty babies have I borne

The third lies in my body

I'd freely part with them every

One

If you'd spare the life of

Geordie

The judge looked over his left

Shoulder

He said fair maid I'm sorry

Said fair maid you must be

Gone

For I can not pardon geordie

O my geordie will be hanged

In a golden chain

'Tis not the chain of many

Stole sixteen of the king's royal

Deer

And he sold them in bohenny