Traditional & Folk Tunes with Sheet Music & ?· And then upspoke the young bride’s mother She’d…

Download Traditional & Folk Tunes with Sheet Music & ?· And then upspoke the young bride’s mother She’d…

Post on 05-Jun-2018

212 views

Category:

Documents

0 download

TRANSCRIPT

  • Lord Batemanwww.traditionalmusic.co.uk .

    23

    23

    00 2 3 2 0

    30

    3 0

    13 20

    3 13 0 2 3

    133

    13

    1 3 13 2 0

    3 0 00

    31 3

    00 0

    30

    00 2

    3 2 03

    03

    31

    3 2 03 1

    3 0 2 31 3

    3

    13

    1 3 13 2 0

    3 0 00

    31 3

    00 0

    30

    Lord Bateman was a noble lordHe thought himself of high degreeHe could not rest, nor be contentedUntil hed sailed the old salt sea

    He sailed to the east, he sailed to the westwardHe sailed all over to Turkeys shoreAnd there the Turks threw him into prisonNo hope of getting free any more

  • The Turk he had an only daughterThe fairest one eye ever did seeShe stole the key to her fathers prisonAnd there she set Lord Bateman free

    Then she led him down to the lowest cellarAnd gave him a drink of the strongest wineEach moment seemed to last an hour"Oh, Lord Bateman, if you were mine

    "Its seven long years, lets make a bargainIts seven long years, give me your handThat you will wed no other maidenAnd I will wed no other man"

    Then she led him down to her fathers harborAnd gave to him a ship so fine"Farewell to you, farewell Lord BatemanFarewell until we meet again"

    When seven long years had gone and past overIt seemed to her like ninetynineShe bundled up her fine gold clothingDeclared Lord Bateman, shed go find

    She sailed to the east, she sailed to the westwardShe sailed till she came to Englands shoreAnd when she came to Lord Batemans castleStraightway she knocked upon the door

    "Oh now is this Lord Batemans castle?And is his lordship here within?""Oh yes, oh yes,"cried the proud young porter"Hes just now taken his new bride in"

    "Tell him to send me a slice of cakeAnd a bottle of the best of wineAnd not to forget the fair young ladyWho did release him when close confined"

    "What news, what news, my proud young porterWhat news, whet news do you bring to me?""There is the fairest of young ladiesThe fairest one eye ever did see

    "Shes got gold rings on every fingerAnd on her middle finger threeShes got as much gold around her middleWould buy Northumberland from thee"

    Lord Bateman rose from where he was sittingHis face it looked as white as snow"Oh if this is the Turkish ladyIm bound with her, love, for to go"

  • And then upspoke the young brides motherShed never been known to speak so free"Then whats to become of my young daughterWhos just been made a bride to thee?"

    Lord Bateman spoke to the young brides mother"Shes none the better nor worse by meShe came here on a horse and saddleShe shall go home in a coach with thee

    "Let another wedding be made readyAnother wedding there must beI must go marry the Turkish ladyWho crossed the raging seas for me"

Recommended

View more >