Luyện nghe bài hát Georgie

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

Ah, my will be hanged in a golden chain,
not the chain of many
He was born of king's breed
And to a virtuous lady.

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

Ah, my never stole nor cow nor calf,
He hurted any,
Stole sixteen of the royal deer,
And he them in Bohenny.

Two pretty have I born,
The lies in my body,
I'd freely with them every one
If you'd the life of Geordie.

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

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