Chords for Black Irish Band- Georgie

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As I walked over [E] London Bridge one misty [F#m] morning early, I heard [A] some fair young maiden say,
[F#m] Lord spare me the [Bm] life of Georgie. _ _
Go saddle me up my [Em] milk-white [Bm] steed and bridle him so [F#m] gaily.
We'll [A] ride away to the King's High Court [F#m] and plead for the [Bm] life of Georgie. _ _
So she rode all day and she [Em] rode all night, for she was [F#m] wet and weary.
And [A] combing back her long yellow hair, [F#m] she pled for the [Bm] life of Georgie. _ _
Then Georgie rode up to plead for himself, said I never [F#m] murdered any. _
But I stole [A] sixteen of the King's best steeds and [D] I sold them [Bm] in the market. _ _
Then the oldest lawyer at the bar says, George I'm [F#m] sorry for you,
but your [A] confession condemns you to die, may the [Bm] Lord have mercy upon you. _ _
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If I was over on Yonder Hill, where kisses I've had [F#m] plenty,
with my sword and my [A] pistol by my side I'd fight [Bm] for the life of Georgie. _ _
As Georgie walked on through the streets, he bid farewell to [F#m] many.
[Bm] Then he bid farewell [A] to his own true love, but greed [Bm] him worse than any. _ _ _
Georgie was hung with a golden cord, just like you'll never see [F#m] many.
[Bm] For he was a member [A] of the royal race and loved [Bm] by a virtuous lady. _ _ _
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