Lord Baker Planxty

There was a lord who lived in this land
Being a lord of high degree
He left his foot down a ship's board
And swore strange countries that he would go see

He traveled East and he traveled West
He traveled North and South also
Until he arrived into Turkey land
There he was taken and bound in prison
Until his life it grew weary

Oh Turkey bold had one only daughter
As fair a lady as the eye could see
She stole the key to her dad-oh's harbour
And swore Lord Baker she would set free

Singing you have houses and you have linen
And all Northumber belongs to thee
What would give you to Turkey's daughter
If out of prison she'd set you free?

Singin' I have houses, and I have linen
All Northumber belongs to me
I would will them all to you my darling
If out of prison you'd set me free