Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
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Lord Bateman was a noble soldier.
Em
He thought himself of a high degree,
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but he would not rest nor be contented
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until he'd sailed the old salt sea.
Oh, he sailed to the east
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and he sailed to the westward.
Em
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He sailed all over to the turkish shore
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there he got caught and put in prison
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never to be released anymore
G
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the turkey had a lovely daughter
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Em
and she was fair as she could be
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she stole the key to her father's prison
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and swore Lord Bateman she'd set free.
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She took him down to the deepest cellar,
gave him a drink of the strongest
wine.
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She threw her love and arms around him
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and said Lord Bateman if you were
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they made a promise for seven
long years to make it stand
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that he would marry no other woman
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and she would marry no other man
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now seven long years had rolled around
those seven long years seemed like 29
she packed up all her gay young clothing
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and swore lord bateman she'd go fine
she sailed to the east
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and she sailed to the westward
Em
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she sailed all over to the english shore
she rode till she came to
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lord bateman's castle
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Em
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and summoned a porter to the door
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oh is this not lord bateman's castle
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and is his lordship not within
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oh yes oh yes said the gay young porter
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he's just now bringing his new bride in
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go tell him to bring me a piece of bread
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go tell him to bring me a glass of wine
and not to forget the Turkish lady
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who freed him from his close confines
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what news what news
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my gay young porter
what news what news brings you to me
there stands a lady outside your castle
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The finest lady ever did see.
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She has gold rings on every finger,
and on some fingers she has three.
She has enough gold around her middle
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to buy Northumberland from thee.
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Then up and spoke
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the new bride's mother,
she was often known to speak so free,
said what's to become of
my only daughter,
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who's just become a bride to thee.
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No harm will come, your only daughter
She is none the worse for me
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She came to me with a horse and saddle
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And she'll go home with
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Lord Bateman pounded his fist on the table
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He broke it into pieces, one, two, three
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Said, I'll not forsake my Turkish lady,
who saved me from my slavery.
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