Lowlands of Holland
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On the night that I was married and on my marriage bed
Up came a bold sea captain and stood at my bedhead
Saying, arise, arise young wedded man and come along with me,
To the low low lands of Holland to fight the enemy.
Now then Holland is a lovely land, and on it grows fine grain
Sure it is a place of residence for a soldier to remain
Where the sugar cane is plentiful and the tea grows on each tree
I never had the but one sweetheart, and now he's far far away from me.
Says the mother to the daughter: give o'er your sore lament
For there's men enough in Galway for to be your heart's content.
If there's men enough in Galway, alas there are none for me
Since these high winds and stormy seas have come between my love and me.
I will wear no swaithe around my waist, no combs all in my hair
No handkerchief around my neck for to save my beauty fair
And never will I marry until the day I die
Since the low low lands of Holland have come between my love and I.