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Batchelors Hall

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Batchelors Hall

Batchelors Hall

I rode seven horses all to death
I rode them til they had no breath
I wore five saddles to the trees
None of those girls will marry me.

Those women will fret, those women will fuss
They spend five hours before their glass
The devil take all, I'll have none at all
Always stay single, keep Batchelors' Hall.
Stay, stay close to my door.

The women round here, they live by the door
They hear but a word and repeat it tiwce o'er
Then they add to it as much as they can
Always stay single, a batchelor man.

Batchelors' Hall is always the best
If you're sick, drunk or sober it's always a rest
No women to scold you, no children to bawl
Always stay single, keep Batchelors' Hall

Batchelors' Hall, Batchelors' Hall
I'll always stay single, keep Batchelors' Hall
Stay, stay close to my door.

From the album All Around My Hatx by Steeleye Span.
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