Luyện nghe bài hát Georgie

As I out over London bridge
One misty early,
I overheard a fair maid
Was for her Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a chain,
'Tis not the chain of
He was born of king's royal
And lost to a lady.

Go me my milk white steed,
Go me my pony,
I will to London court
To plead for the of my Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie never nor cow nor calf,
He never any,
Stole of the king's royal deer,
And he sold in Bohenny.

Two pretty have I born,
The third in my body,
I'd freely part with every one
If spare the life of Geordie.

The judge looked over his shoulder,
He said fair I'm sorry
He said fair maid you be gone
For I pardon Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie will be in a golden chain,
not the chain of many,
Stole sixteen of the royal deer
And he sold in Bohenny.