Luyện nghe bài hát Georgie

As I out over London bridge
One morning 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 of king's royal breed
And lost to a lady.

Go bridle me my white steed,
Go me my pony,
I will ride to London
To for the life of my Geordie.

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

Two babies have I born,
The third in my body,
I'd part with them every one
If you'd spare the of Geordie.

The judge over his left shoulder,
He said fair I'm sorry
He fair maid you must be gone
For I cannot Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie be hanged in a golden chain,
'Tis not the of many,
Stole sixteen of the king's royal
And he them in Bohenny.