Lord Bateman (OT2003-3013-009)

Lord Bateman (OT2003-3013-009)

Song excerpted from audio recording OT2003-3013, part of VFC2003-0007 Margaret MacArthur Collection.

Margaret MacArthur Collection -- VFC2003-0007. Vermont Folklife Center Archive, Vermont Folklife Center, Middlebury, Vermont, United States of America.

1964-07-16

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VFC2003-0007 OT2003-3013-009

Vermont Folklife Center

Lord Bateman

Lord Bateman/Batesman

[Singing starts at 0:41]

Lord Bateman was a noble lord
A noble lord of high degree
He grew weary and discontented
Until he taken a voyage to sea

He sailed east and he sailed west
Until he came to the Turkish shore
Where he was taken and put in prison
Until his life was almost o'er

All by this prison there grew a tree
And there it grew up tall and strong
While he was chained a by the middle
Until his life was almost gone

Turk had an only daughter
The fairest did two eyes did see
She stole the key of her father's prison
And toward Lord Bateman to bring set free

[Atwood cannot recall remaining lyrics]

References

• "Lord Bateman," typewritten lyrics owned by Margaret MacArthur, archived at the Vermont Folklife Center.

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