Sir Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many, of many
He stole sixteen of the king's royal deer
And sold them to feed his lady

My Geordie will be hanged in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many
He stole sixteen of the king's royal deer
And sold them to feed his lady

Today they'll hang my Geordie in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many
Because he was born out of the king's royal blood
And lost to appear to his lady

Today they'll hang the Geordie in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many, of many
Because he was born out of the king's royal blood
And lost to a virtual Lady

My Geordie will be hanged an in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many
He stole sixteen of the king's royal deer
And sold them to feed his lady

Today they'll hang my Geordie in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many
Because he was born out of the king's royal blood
And lost to appear to his lady

Today they'll hang my Geordie in a golden chain
It's not the chain of many
Because he was born out of the king's royal blood
And lost to appear to his lady