On the night that I was married And upon my marriage bed There came a bold sea captain And he stood at my bedhead Saying, "arise, arise, young wedded man And come along with me To the lowlands of Holland To fight the enemy"
Now then, Holland is a lovely land And upon it grows fine grain Surely 'tis a place of residence For a soldier to remain Where the sugar cane is plentiful And the tea grows on each tree Well, I never had but the one sweetheart And now he's gone far away from me
I will wear no stays around my waist Nor combs all in my hair I will wear no scarf around my neck for to save my beauty there And never will I marry Not until the day that I die Since these four winds and these stormy seas Came between my love and I
The Lowlands Of Holland
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Now, when that I was married And in my married bed There came a bold sea captain And he stood at my bedhead Saying arise, arise young wedded man And come along with me To the lowlands of Holland For to fight the enemy
Now Holland is a lovely land And in it there grows fine grain It is a place of residence For soldiers to remain Where the sugarcane grows plentiful The tea grows on each tree I only had the one true love And now he's gone far away from me
Said the mother to her daughter Leave off your sore lament Is there ne'r a man in Ireland That will be your heart's content There are men enough in Ireland But alas there is none for me Since high winds and stormy seas Have parted me love and me
I'll wear no shoes all on my feet No combs all in my hair I'll wear no handkerchief around my neck For to shade my beauty fair And neither will I marry Until the day I die Since high winds and stormy seas Have parted me love and I