I’m heading for the Lowlands, won’t you please direct my way
The train is leaving shortly, there’s no time for delay
She told me she’d be waiting, I’m not so sure she is
I think that there’s another, who claims that she is his
The Lowlands were my home when I was but a child
They will be my death bed when I’ve passed my time
I remember one summer day, the clouds began to build
We gathered the cattle which had scattered across the fields
It started to rain and continued several days
The river overflowed and the crops all went to waste
The Lowlands were my home when I was but a child
They will be my death bed when I’ve passed my time
You know that I’m no failure, though my victories are few
I’m trying my best but there’s too much here to do
That girl I loved once told me I made her feel secure
It’s hard to think I’ve been replaced but nothing does endure
The Lowlands were my home when I was but a child
They will be my death bed when I’ve passed my time