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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “Scandal, libel and bribery are not trappings of political life borne only by today’s statesmen. Under the guise of satire, King George I and his political friends are savagely attacked and threatened in this song. The Jacobites* really stuck the boot in here. We get it all - corruption, graft, double dealing, and even a visit to a famous house of horizontal refreshment. *Jacobites are not a crunchy cat food, being, in fact, the followers of the Stuarts. King George was Hanoverian. Cam’ ye o’er frae France, cam’ ye doon by Lunnon? Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonnie wumman? Were ye at the place ca’d the Kittle hoosie? Saw ye Geordie’s grace ridin’ on a goosie? Geordie he’s the man there is little doubt o’t He does a’ he can, wha can dae withoot it? By there cam’ a man linkin’ like my lordie He maun drive a trade at the loom o’ Geordie Though the claith were bad, blythely may we niffer Gin we get a wab, it mak’s little differ We maun taint oor plaid, bonnet, belt and swordie Ha’s the mailin’s braid, but we hae a Geordie Jocky’s gone tae France, and Montgomery’s lady There they’ll learn tae dance, “madam are you ready?“ They’ll be back belyve, belted, brick and lordly Brawly may they thrive, tae dance a jig wi’ Geordie Hey for Sandy Don, hey for Cockalorum Hey for Bobbin’ John and his Heilan’ quorum Many’s the sword and lance swings at Heilan’ hurdie How they’ll skip and dance, o’er the bum o’ Geordie from The Old Woman’s Dance, released January 1, 1978 Traditional arr. T.W.“
