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<ul><li><p>Lord .</p><p>23</p><p>23</p><p>00 2 3 2 0</p><p>30</p><p>3 0</p><p>13 20</p><p>3 13 0 2 3</p><p>133</p><p>13</p><p>1 3 13 2 0</p><p>3 0 00</p><p>31 3</p><p>00 0</p><p>30</p><p>00 2</p><p>3 2 03</p><p>03</p><p>31</p><p>3 2 03 1</p><p>3 0 2 31 3</p><p>3</p><p>13</p><p>1 3 13 2 0</p><p>3 0 00</p><p>31 3</p><p>00 0</p><p>30</p><p>Lord Bateman was a noble lordHe thought himself of high degreeHe could not rest, nor be contentedUntil hed sailed the old salt sea</p><p>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</p></li><li><p>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</p><p>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</p><p>"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"</p><p>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"</p><p>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</p><p>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</p><p>"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"</p><p>"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"</p><p>"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</p><p>"Shes got gold rings on every fingerAnd on her middle finger threeShes got as much gold around her middleWould buy Northumberland from thee"</p><p>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"</p></li><li><p>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?"</p><p>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</p><p>"Let another wedding be made readyAnother wedding there must beI must go marry the Turkish ladyWho crossed the raging seas for me"</p></li></ul>