The Lowlands Of Holland Lyrics



[ Traditional ]



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 the tree 

Well, I never had but the one sweetheart 

And now he's gone far away from me 



I will wear no staysail around my waist 

Nor combs all in 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