Lord Bateman

Lord Bateman was a noble lord,
noble lord of high degree,
He put himself onboard a ship,
Some foreign country he would go see.

And he sailed East, and he sailed West!
Sailed in to proud Turkey.
But he was taken and put in prison
Until his life it grew quite weary

And in their prisons there grew a tree,
They grew it stout and grew it strong.
And he was chained up all by the middle
Until his life it was almost gone

But Turkey had one only daughter
A finer lady you'd never'd see
She shed a tear and she'd set her mind
When she saw Lord Bateman she would go see

Do you have land? Do you have living?
Does Northumberland belong to thee?
Would you give to a braving lady,
If out of prison she'd set you free?

Well I have lend, land and I have living
Half Northumberland belongs to me
I'd give it all it all to a braving lady
If out of prison she did set me

She stole the key from her father's pillow
Poured Lord Bateman her father's wine
And every health they drank together
Well I wish Lord Bateman, you were mine

She's take'n him down to her father's harbor
Found for him that ship of fame
Farewell, farewell Lord Bateman
And know I'll never see your face again

Seven years have gone and passed
From her heart she'd not been freed
She's packed her bowl of fur-coat clothing
And swore Lord Bateman she would go see

And when she came to London City
Cried Lord Bateman through the town
Every stranger that did pass by her
Did lead her on to Northumberland

Is this called Lord Bateman's castle?
Is his Lordship here within
And "Yes, oh, yes!" cried the proud young porter
Pray tell what news can I give to him?

Go tell him: send me a cut of brand
Tell him send me a cup of wine
And to remember the brave young lady
Who did release him when he was confined

So away, away tore the proud young porter
Away, away, away went he
He's cried "Lord Bateman, my lord and master
I'm sure Sophia's crossed the sea!"

"She has got rings, rings on every finger
'Round her middle where she has three
She has more gold all about her person
To buy Northumberland from under thee!"

Lord Bateman then in silence droll
From his heart he'd not been free
"I'd give you all of my father's stable
Of my Sophia's has crossed the sea!"

Lord Bateman then to his true love flew
From his heart he'd not been free
And never was there a love so constant
Since bold Sophia's crossed the sea