Lord Baker (with Christy Moore) Lyrics - Sinead Oconnor

There was a Lord who lived in this land 

He being a Lord of high degree 

He left his foot down a ship's board 

And swore strange countries he would go see. 

He's travelled east and he's travelled west 

Half the north and the south also 

Until he arrived into Turkey land. 

There he was taken and bound in prison 

Until his life it grew weary. 

And Turkey bold had one only daughter 

As fair a lady, as the eye could see 

She stole the key to her Daddy's harbour 

And swore Lord Baker, she would set free. 

Singing, 'You have houses and you have linen, 

All Northumber belongs to thee 

What would you give to Turkey's daughter 

If out of prison she'd set you free?' 

Singing, 'I have houses, I have linen, 

All Northumber belongs to me 

I would will them all to you my darling, 

If out of prison you set me free?' 

She's brought him down to her Daddy's harbour 

And filled for him was the ship of fame 

And every toast that she did drink round him, 

'I wish Lord Baker that you were mine.' 

They made a vow for seven years 

And seven more for to keep it strong 

Saying 'If you don't wed with no other woman 

I'm sure I'll wed with no other man.' 

And seven years been past and over 

And seven more they were rolling on 

She's bundled up all her golden clothing 

And swore Lord Baker she would go find. 

She's travelled East and she's travelled West 

Until 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