Young Emily was fair lady bright

She loved her diver boy

Who sailed over the ocean

To gather up some gold

Seven long years returning, 

His money for to show

He'd been sailing over the main

Down in the low land, low 



“my father runs a big hotel

Down by the river side

You go there go for to stay

And I shall be your bride

Meet me early morning

Don't let my parents know

You have been the diver boy

Down in the low land, low” 



Young Henry taking a drink

That night before he went to bed

Not thinking of the danger

That crowned all over his head

Young Edward said to his father, 

“let's take his money sure

And send his body sinking fast

Down in the low land, low” 



Young Emily went to be that night

She dreamed an awful dream

She dreamed she saw

Her true love's blood

Go flowing down the stream

Waking early morning

To parents she did say, 

“where could be that stranger boy

Who came here for to stay?” 



“oh, father you're a robber

You robbed me of my wren! 

Oh brother you have murdered

The one that I loved best! 

The trees on yonder mountain

Are bending to and fro

They remind me of my diver boy

Down in the low land, low”