Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Baker (with Christy Moore)

There was a Lord who lived in this
He being a of high degree
He left his down a ship's board
And swore strange he would go see.

He's travelled east and he's west
Half the and the south also
he arrived into Turkey land.
There he was taken and in prison
Until his it grew weary.

And Turkey had one only daughter
As a lady, as the eye could see
She the key to her Daddy's harbour
And swore Lord Baker, she set free.

Singing, 'You have and you have linen,
All Northumber to thee
would you give to Turkey's daughter
If out of prison set you free?'

Singing, 'I have houses, I linen,
All Northumber to me
I would will all to you my darling,
If out of prison you set me

brought him down to her Daddy's harbour
And filled for him was the ship of
And every toast that she did drink him,
'I wish Baker that you were mine.'

made a vow for seven years
And seven more for to it strong
Saying 'If you don't wed no other woman
I'm sure I'll wed with no man.'

And seven years been and over
And seven more they rolling on
She's bundled up all her golden
And swore Lord Baker she go find.

She's travelled East and travelled West
Until she to the palace of fame
'Who is that, who is that?' called the foot soldier
'Who so gently and can't get in?'

'Is this Baker's palace?' replied the lady
'Or is his lordship within?'
'This is Lord Baker's replied the porter,
'This day took a new bride in.'

'Well ask him me a cut of his wedding cake
A of his wine that been e'er so strong
And to remember the brave young
Who did him in Turkey land.'

In goes, in goes, the young foot
Kneels gently on his right knee
'Rise up, up now the brave young porter,
What news, what have you got for me?'

Singing, 'I have of a grand arrival,
As fair a lady as the eye see
She is at the
for your charity.'

'She wears a gold on every finger,
And on the middle one where she three,
She has more gold hanging around her
buy Northumber and family.'

'She asked you send her a cut of your wedding
A of your wine, it been e'er so strong,
And to remember the brave lady
Who did release you in land.'

Down comes, down comes the new bride's
'What will I do with my daughter
'I your daughter, she's not been covered
Nor has she any love for me.

daughter came with one pack of gold
I'll avert her now, with thirty-three.'
He his sword all by the handle
And cut the wedding cake, in three
Singing 'here's a for the new bride's mother
A for me new love and one for me.'

And then Lord Baker, ran to his
Of twenty-one steps, he but three
He put his arms around Turkey's
And kissed his true love, tenderly.