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On the night that I was married and in my marriage bed |
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There came a bold sea captain and he stood at my bed head |
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Saying |
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arise, arise young wedded man this night for to go with me |
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To the low lowlands of holland to fight the enemy. |
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Oh, I held my love all in my arms, still hoping he might stay, |
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When the captain he gave another order and we had to march away, |
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Saying |
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there's many a blithe young married man this night must go with me |
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To the low lowlands of holland to fight the enemy. |
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But holland it is a wondrous place and in it grows much green |
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'tis a wild inhabitation for my true love to be in. |
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Where the leaves they grow and the winds they do blow and strange fruit grows on every tree |
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'tis the wild wild lands of holland where twined my love and me. |
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No shoes nor stocking I'll put on nor comb to go through my hair |
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And nor shall day or candlelight shine on my bower fair |
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Nor shall I sleep with any young man until the day I die |
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For the lowlands of holland they parted my love and i. |
