Cat. #1023 (MFH #238) - As sung by Rhonda Hayes, Irving, Texas on October 18, 1969
VERSE 1
As I was crossing London's bridge
One musty mornin' early
There I spied a pretty fair Miss
A lamenting for her Georgie
VERSE 2
She said, go saddle me my black
An' bridle him most gaily
I'll ride, I'll ride this live long night
An' plead for th life of Georgie
VERSE 3
She rode, she rode till she came there
T'was early in th morning
Down on her bended knees she fell
Sayin', spare me th life of Georgie
VERSE 4
She took out a purse of gold
Sayin', lawyers money plenty
Just fee yourselves an' think on me
An' plead for th life of Georgie
VERSE 5
Georgies's lawyer, he stood up
Saying, I've nothing at all against him
But by his own confession, he must die
May th Lord have mercy on him
VERSE 6
Th Judge looked over his left shoulder
He looked both sad an' sorry
Sayin', my pretty fair Miss, you've come too late
Georgie's to be hung tomorrow
VERSE 7
Georgie walked up an' down th hall
A bidding adieu to many
But when he come to his own true love
That grieved his worse than any
VERSE 8
Georgie was hung by a silken rope
Such ropes there were not many
But Georgie was come of a noble race
An' loved by a virtuous lady
VERSE 9
Georgie was buried in Holland state
And over 'im grew a willow
With marble stones at his head an' feet
An' his true loves arm for a pillow
Rhonda Hayes is originally from Bentonville, Arkansas.