Chords for A "Crankie" version of Lord Bateman sung by Elizabeth Laprelle
Tempo:
88.35 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
G
B
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Lord Bateman was a noble [G] lord, and he [N] thought himself of high decree.
He could not rest nor be [Bm] contented till he had sailed that old salt sea.
Well, he sailed east, and he sailed to the westward.
He sailed all over to the Ape Turkish shore, and there they took and bound him prisoner, never to be [B] released anymore.
There grew a tree inside of his prison, there grew a tree both broad and high,
and there they took and bound him prisoner till he grew weak and liked to die.
Well, the turkey had one only daughter, and she was fair [G] as fair could be.
She stole the keys to her father's prison, and she vowed Lord Bateman she'd set [E] free.
Well, she [Bm] took him down to the deepest cellar.
She [E] gave him a drink of the strongest wine.
She [Bb] threw her eleven [A] little arms around him, crying,
Oh, Lord [G] Bateman, if you were mine.
[D]
They made a vow, they made a promise, for seven long years they made it [B] stand.
He vowed he would marry no other lady.
She vowed she'd marry no [C] other man.
Well, seven long years has rolled [D] around.
Seven years and they feel like twenty-nine.
She packed up all her gay clothing.
She vowed Lord Bateman she'd go fine.
She sailed east, and she [Bm] sailed to the westward.
She sailed all over [D] to the English shore.
She sailed till she came to Lord [B] Bateman's castle, and she summoned the porter right [Bm] down to the door.
Oh, [N] is this not Lord [D] Bateman's castle?
And is his lordship not within?
Oh, yes, oh, yes, cried the [Ab] proud young porter.
He's just [Bm] now taken a new bride in.
Go [G] bid him [Bm] send me a slice of cake.
Go bid him send me a drink of [E] wine.
And [N] not to forget the Turkish lady who freed him from his close confine.
What's the news, what's the news, you proud young porter?
[E] What's the news, what's [D] the news that you bring to me?
There stands a lady at the door of your [G] castle.
She's the [Bm] fairest one that I ever did see.
She [A] has got a gold ring [Bm] on every finger, and on one of them she has got three.
And enough gay gold all around her middle, as it by Northumberland of thee.
[G] She bids [N] you send her a slice of cake.
She bids you [Bm] send her a drink of wine.
And not to forget [N] the Turkish lady who freed you from your close confine.
Well, I then spoke the new bride's mother, who never [B] was heard to speak so [D] free.
What's to become of my only daughter?
She was [B] just now made a [Eb] bride of thee.
[G] Well, I've done no harm to your [C] only daughter, [Bm] and she is none of the worse for me.
She came to me in horse and saddle, and she shall go home in coachery.
Lord Bateman's [A] pounded his fist on the [G] table.
He broke it in pieces, one, two, three.
Said I'd forsake all for the Turkish lady.
She has crossed that old salt sea for me.
[B]
Amen.
[N] Thank you.
He could not rest nor be [Bm] contented till he had sailed that old salt sea.
Well, he sailed east, and he sailed to the westward.
He sailed all over to the Ape Turkish shore, and there they took and bound him prisoner, never to be [B] released anymore.
There grew a tree inside of his prison, there grew a tree both broad and high,
and there they took and bound him prisoner till he grew weak and liked to die.
Well, the turkey had one only daughter, and she was fair [G] as fair could be.
She stole the keys to her father's prison, and she vowed Lord Bateman she'd set [E] free.
Well, she [Bm] took him down to the deepest cellar.
She [E] gave him a drink of the strongest wine.
She [Bb] threw her eleven [A] little arms around him, crying,
Oh, Lord [G] Bateman, if you were mine.
[D]
They made a vow, they made a promise, for seven long years they made it [B] stand.
He vowed he would marry no other lady.
She vowed she'd marry no [C] other man.
Well, seven long years has rolled [D] around.
Seven years and they feel like twenty-nine.
She packed up all her gay clothing.
She vowed Lord Bateman she'd go fine.
She sailed east, and she [Bm] sailed to the westward.
She sailed all over [D] to the English shore.
She sailed till she came to Lord [B] Bateman's castle, and she summoned the porter right [Bm] down to the door.
Oh, [N] is this not Lord [D] Bateman's castle?
And is his lordship not within?
Oh, yes, oh, yes, cried the [Ab] proud young porter.
He's just [Bm] now taken a new bride in.
Go [G] bid him [Bm] send me a slice of cake.
Go bid him send me a drink of [E] wine.
And [N] not to forget the Turkish lady who freed him from his close confine.
What's the news, what's the news, you proud young porter?
[E] What's the news, what's [D] the news that you bring to me?
There stands a lady at the door of your [G] castle.
She's the [Bm] fairest one that I ever did see.
She [A] has got a gold ring [Bm] on every finger, and on one of them she has got three.
And enough gay gold all around her middle, as it by Northumberland of thee.
[G] She bids [N] you send her a slice of cake.
She bids you [Bm] send her a drink of wine.
And not to forget [N] the Turkish lady who freed you from your close confine.
Well, I then spoke the new bride's mother, who never [B] was heard to speak so [D] free.
What's to become of my only daughter?
She was [B] just now made a [Eb] bride of thee.
[G] Well, I've done no harm to your [C] only daughter, [Bm] and she is none of the worse for me.
She came to me in horse and saddle, and she shall go home in coachery.
Lord Bateman's [A] pounded his fist on the [G] table.
He broke it in pieces, one, two, three.
Said I'd forsake all for the Turkish lady.
She has crossed that old salt sea for me.
[B]
Amen.
[N] Thank you.
Key:
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G
B
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E
Bm
G
B
_ _ _ _ Lord Bateman was a noble [G] lord, and he [N] thought himself of high decree.
He could not rest nor be [Bm] contented till he had sailed that old salt sea.
Well, he sailed east, and he sailed to the westward.
He sailed all over to the Ape Turkish shore, and there they took and bound him prisoner, never to be [B] released anymore.
There grew a tree inside of his prison, there grew a tree both broad and high,
and there they took and bound him prisoner till he grew weak and liked to die.
Well, the turkey had one only daughter, and she was fair [G] as fair could be.
She stole the keys to her father's prison, and she vowed Lord Bateman she'd set [E] free.
Well, she [Bm] took him down to the deepest cellar.
She [E] gave him a drink of the strongest wine.
She [Bb] threw her eleven [A] little arms around him, crying,
Oh, Lord [G] Bateman, if you were mine.
[D]
They made a vow, they made a promise, for seven long years they made it [B] stand.
He vowed he would marry no other lady.
She vowed she'd marry no [C] other man.
Well, seven long years has rolled [D] around.
Seven years and they feel like twenty-nine.
She packed up all her gay clothing.
She vowed Lord Bateman she'd go fine.
She sailed east, and she [Bm] sailed to the westward.
She sailed all over [D] to the English shore.
She sailed till she came to Lord [B] Bateman's castle, and she summoned the porter right [Bm] down to the door.
Oh, [N] is this not Lord [D] Bateman's castle?
And is his lordship not within?
Oh, yes, oh, yes, cried the [Ab] proud young porter.
He's just [Bm] now taken a new bride in.
Go [G] bid him [Bm] send me a slice of cake.
Go bid him send me a drink of [E] wine.
And [N] not to forget the Turkish lady who freed him from his close confine.
What's the news, what's the news, you proud young porter?
[E] What's the news, what's [D] the news that you bring to me?
There stands a lady at the door of your [G] castle.
She's the [Bm] fairest one that I ever did see.
She [A] has got a gold ring [Bm] on every finger, and on one of them she has got three.
And enough gay gold all around her middle, as it by _ _ Northumberland of thee.
[G] She bids [N] you send her a slice of cake.
She bids you [Bm] send her a drink of wine.
And not to forget [N] the Turkish lady who freed you from your close _ confine.
Well, I then spoke the new bride's mother, who never [B] was heard to speak so [D] free.
What's to become of my only daughter?
She was [B] just now made a [Eb] bride of thee.
[G] Well, I've done no harm to your [C] only daughter, [Bm] and she is none of the worse for me.
She came to me in horse and saddle, and she shall go home in coachery.
_ Lord Bateman's [A] pounded his fist on the [G] table.
He broke it in pieces, one, two, three.
Said I'd forsake all for the Turkish lady.
She has crossed that old salt sea for me.
[B] _ _
_ Amen.
[N] _ _ Thank you. _
He could not rest nor be [Bm] contented till he had sailed that old salt sea.
Well, he sailed east, and he sailed to the westward.
He sailed all over to the Ape Turkish shore, and there they took and bound him prisoner, never to be [B] released anymore.
There grew a tree inside of his prison, there grew a tree both broad and high,
and there they took and bound him prisoner till he grew weak and liked to die.
Well, the turkey had one only daughter, and she was fair [G] as fair could be.
She stole the keys to her father's prison, and she vowed Lord Bateman she'd set [E] free.
Well, she [Bm] took him down to the deepest cellar.
She [E] gave him a drink of the strongest wine.
She [Bb] threw her eleven [A] little arms around him, crying,
Oh, Lord [G] Bateman, if you were mine.
[D]
They made a vow, they made a promise, for seven long years they made it [B] stand.
He vowed he would marry no other lady.
She vowed she'd marry no [C] other man.
Well, seven long years has rolled [D] around.
Seven years and they feel like twenty-nine.
She packed up all her gay clothing.
She vowed Lord Bateman she'd go fine.
She sailed east, and she [Bm] sailed to the westward.
She sailed all over [D] to the English shore.
She sailed till she came to Lord [B] Bateman's castle, and she summoned the porter right [Bm] down to the door.
Oh, [N] is this not Lord [D] Bateman's castle?
And is his lordship not within?
Oh, yes, oh, yes, cried the [Ab] proud young porter.
He's just [Bm] now taken a new bride in.
Go [G] bid him [Bm] send me a slice of cake.
Go bid him send me a drink of [E] wine.
And [N] not to forget the Turkish lady who freed him from his close confine.
What's the news, what's the news, you proud young porter?
[E] What's the news, what's [D] the news that you bring to me?
There stands a lady at the door of your [G] castle.
She's the [Bm] fairest one that I ever did see.
She [A] has got a gold ring [Bm] on every finger, and on one of them she has got three.
And enough gay gold all around her middle, as it by _ _ Northumberland of thee.
[G] She bids [N] you send her a slice of cake.
She bids you [Bm] send her a drink of wine.
And not to forget [N] the Turkish lady who freed you from your close _ confine.
Well, I then spoke the new bride's mother, who never [B] was heard to speak so [D] free.
What's to become of my only daughter?
She was [B] just now made a [Eb] bride of thee.
[G] Well, I've done no harm to your [C] only daughter, [Bm] and she is none of the worse for me.
She came to me in horse and saddle, and she shall go home in coachery.
_ Lord Bateman's [A] pounded his fist on the [G] table.
He broke it in pieces, one, two, three.
Said I'd forsake all for the Turkish lady.
She has crossed that old salt sea for me.
[B] _ _
_ Amen.
[N] _ _ Thank you. _