Steeleye Span - Cam Ye O'er Frae France lyrics

[Steeleye Span - Cam Ye O'er Frae France lyrics]

Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam
Ye down by Lunnon?
Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Saw ye Geordie's grace riding on a goosie?

Geordie he's a man there is little doubt o't
He's done a' he can, wha can do without it?
Down there came a blade
Linkin' like my lordie
He wad drive a trade at the loom o' Geordie

Though the claith were bad
Blythly may we niffer
Gin we get a wab, it makes little differ
We hae tint our plaid, bannet
Belt and swordie
Ha's and mailins braid, but we hae a Geordie
Jocky's gane to France and Montgomery's lady
There they'll learn to dance, Madam
Are ye ready? They'll be back belyve belted


Brisk and lordly
Brawly may they thrive to dance
A jig wi' Geordie

Hey for Sandy Don, hey for Cockolorum
Hey for Bobbing John and his Highland Quorum
Mony a sword and lance
Swings at Highland hurdie
How they'll skip and dance o'er
The bum o' Geordie

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