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Lord Bateman was a noble lord
A noble lord of high degree
And he shipped himself on board a sailing ship
Some foreign lands he would go and see

He sailed East, and he sailed West
Until he came to proud Turkey
And he was taken and put in prison
Until his life was quite weary

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The Turkman had one only daughter
The fairest lady me eyes did see
And she's stolen the keys of her father's prison
And said Lord Bateman she would set free

"Have you got houses, have you got lands?
And does Northumb'rland belong to thee?
And what would you give to the fair young lady
As would release you and set you free?"

"Oh I've got houses and I've got lands
And half Northumb'rland belongs to me
And I'd grant it all to the fair young lady
As would release me and let me free."

She's taken him to her father's hall
And given to him a glass of wine
And ev'ry health that she drank unto him was
"I wish, Lord Bateman, that you were mine."

For seven long years I'll make a vow
And seven long years I'll keep it strong
If you will wed with no other lady
Then I will wed no other man."

She's taken him to her father's harbour
And given to him a ship of fame:
"Farewell, farewell to you, Lord Bateman
I fear I never shall see you again."

Seven long years were up and past
These seven long years as I tell to thee
And she's packed up all of her gay clothing
And said Lord Bateman she would go see

When she's come to Bateman's castle
So boldly then she did ring the bell
"Who's there? Who's there?" Cried the proud young porter
"Who is there, come to me tell."

"Isn't this here Lord Bateman's castle?
And is Lord Bateman here within?"
"O yes! O yes!" cried the proud young porter
"He's just now taken his new bride in."

"Tell him to bring me a slice of bread
And bring a bottle of the very best wine
And not to forget the fair young lady
That did release him when close confined."

Away and away went the young proud young porter
Away and away and away went he
And when he's come to Bateman's chamber
Down he fell upon bended knees

"What news, what news," says Lord Bateman
"What news have you now brought to me?"
"There is the fairest of fine young ladies
That ever my own two eyes did see."

"She bids you bring her a slice of bread
And bring a bottle of the very best wine
And not to forget the fair young lady
That did release you when close confined."

Bateman arose all in a passion
He's broken his sword in splinters three
"O I'd have give up all of my father's riches
If my Sophia have a-crossed the sea."

O then up spoke the young bride's mother
Who was never heard to speak so free:
"You'll not forget my only daughter
If but Sophia has come from sea."

"I own I wed your only daughter
She's neither the better nor worse for me
She came to me on a horse and saddle
She'll go home in a carriage and three."

Bateman's prepared another wedding
With all their hearts so full of glee
"O never more will I range the ocean
Now my Sophia's come from sea."

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