Christy Moore

Lord Baker
There was a Lord who lived in this landHe being a Lord of high degreeHe left his foot down a ship's boardAnd swore strange countries he would go see.He's travelled east and he's travelled westHalf the north and the south alsoUntil he arrived into Turkey land.There he was taken and bound in prisonUntil his life it grew weary.And Turkey bold had one only daughterAs fair a lady, as the eye could seeShe stole the key to her Daddy's harbourAnd swore Lord Baker, she would set free.Singing, 'You have houses and you have linen,All Northumber belongs to theeWhat would you give to Turkey's daughterIf out of prison she'd set you free?'Singing, 'I have houses, I have linen,All Northumber belongs to meI would will them all to you my darling,If out of prison you set me free?'SongtexteShe's brought him down to her Daddy's harbourAnd filled for him was the ship of fameAnd every toast that she did drink round him,'I wish Lord Baker that you were mine.'They made a vow for seven yearsAnd seven more for to keep it strongSaying 'If you don't wed with no other womanI'm sure I'll wed with no other man.'And seven years been past and overAnd seven more they were rolling onShe's bundled up all her golden clothingAnd swore Lord Baker she would go find.She's travelled East and she's travelled WestUntil she came to the palace of fame'Who is that, who is that?' called the young foot soldier'Who knocks so gently and can't get in?''Is this Lord Baker's palace?' replied the lady'Or is his lordship himself w Aus Songtexte Mania