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!
(Repeat first verse)
[edit] Glossarybelyve=quickly; blade=a person of weak, soft constitution from rapid overgrowth; braid=broad; brawly=well; claith=cloth; gane=gone; gin=if, whether; ha's and mailins=houses and farmlands; hurdie=buttock; kittle housie=brothel; linkin=tripping along; Lunnon=London; niffer=haggle or exchange; tint=lost; wab=web (or length) of cloth)
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!
(Repeat first verse)
[edit] Glossarybelyve=quickly; blade=a person of weak, soft constitution from rapid overgrowth; braid=broad; brawly=well; claith=cloth; gane=gone; gin=if, whether; ha's and mailins=houses and farmlands; hurdie=buttock; kittle housie=brothel; linkin=tripping along; Lunnon=London; niffer=haggle or exchange; tint=lost; wab=web (or length) of cloth)
