Georgie

演唱者:Martin Carthy

专辑:Essential

    作曲 : Carthy Martin

    Once I had such a good little boy

    A pretty boy quick as any

    He would run five miles in one half an hour

    A letter to pardon my Georgie

    For what has Georgie done on Shooter's Hill

    Was it stealing or murder of any

    Oh he stole sixteen of the lord judge's deer

    And we sold them down under the valley

    Oh saddle em up cries my lily-white breast

    Oh saddle me up cries my pony

    With bright guns in his hand and a sword at his side

    Would you spare me the life of my Georgie

    And Georgie's fathered six babes loved

    There's a seventh one into my body

    But it's with it part with all I have got

    If you'll spare me the life of my Georgie

    And George shall be hanged in the frames of gold

    For the frames of gold you won't find many

    But it's with it part with all I have got

    If you'll spare me the life of my Georgie

    For what has Georgie done on Shooter's Hill

    Was it stealing or murder of any

    Oh he stole sixteen of the lord judge's deer

    And we sold them down under the valley

    Wish you was stalled all in the grove

    All in the grove standing ready

    With bright guns in your hand and a sword at your side

    I'd fight you for the life of my Georgie

    Once I had such a good little boy

    A pretty boy quick as any

    He would run five miles in one half an hour

    A letter to pardon my Georgie

    作曲 : Carthy Martin

    Once I had such a good little boy

    A pretty boy quick as any

    He would run five miles in one half an hour

    A letter to pardon my Georgie

    For what has Georgie done on Shooter's Hill

    Was it stealing or murder of any

    Oh he stole sixteen of the lord judge's deer

    And we sold them down under the valley

    Oh saddle em up cries my lily-white breast

    Oh saddle me up cries my pony

    With bright guns in his hand and a sword at his side

    Would you spare me the life of my Georgie

    And Georgie's fathered six babes loved

    There's a seventh one into my body

    But it's with it part with all I have got

    If you'll spare me the life of my Georgie

    And George shall be hanged in the frames of gold

    For the frames of gold you won't find many

    But it's with it part with all I have got

    If you'll spare me the life of my Georgie

    For what has Georgie done on Shooter's Hill

    Was it stealing or murder of any

    Oh he stole sixteen of the lord judge's deer

    And we sold them down under the valley

    Wish you was stalled all in the grove

    All in the grove standing ready

    With bright guns in your hand and a sword at your side

    I'd fight you for the life of my Georgie

    Once I had such a good little boy

    A pretty boy quick as any

    He would run five miles in one half an hour

    A letter to pardon my Georgie

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