The Lowlands of Holland

On the night that I was married
And in my marriage bed
There came a bold sea captain
And he stood at my bedhead
Saying "Arise, arise you married young man
And come away with me
To the low lowlands of Holland
To fight the enemy."

Oh, I held my love all in my arms,
Still thinking he might stay,
But the captain he gave another order,
He was forced to march away,
Saying "There's many a blithe young married man
This night must go with me
To the low lowlands of Holland
To fight the enemy."

Well Holland it is a wondrous place
And in it grows much green
It's a wild inhabitation
For my true love to be in.
Where the grass do grow and the warm winds do blow
And there's fruit on every tree
But the low lowlands of Holland
Where parted my love and me.

No shoe nor stocking I'll put on
Nor comb pull through my hair
And nor will no coal or candlelight
Shine in my bower again
Nor will I lie with any young man
Until the day I die
For the lowlands of Holland
They parted my love and I.
Nor will I lie with any young man
Until the day I die
For the lowlands of Holland
They parted my love and I