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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 159
4. He turned upon his face, and off swam he
Until he reached the "Golden Willow Tree," As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sailed on the Lowland Sea.
5. He took up the tools he had prepared,
And bored forty holes all in the guard, As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sailed on the Lowland Sea.
6. Some were playing cards, and some were throwing dice;
Some were standing round, a-giving good advice, As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sailed on the Lowland Sea.
7. Some with their hats and some with their caps
Were trying for to stop the salt-water gaps, As she sank into the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sank into the Lowland Sea.
8. He turned upon his face, and back swam he
Until he reached the Turkish "Silveree," As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sailed on the Lowland Sea.
9. "Captain, 0 Captain, be as good as your word;
Be half so good as to take me on board, For she's sunk into the lowland, lonesome, low, For she's sunk into the Lowland Sea,"
10. "O no, I will not be as good as my word,
Nor half so good as to take you on board, For she's sunk into the lowland, lonesome, low, For she's sunk into the Lowland Sea."
11. "If it wasn't for the love I have for your men,
I would serve you just as I've served them; I would sink you in the lowland, lonesome, low, I would sink you in the Lowland Sea."
12. He turned upon his back, and down sank he,
Bidding adieu to the Turkish "Silveree," As he sank into the lowland, lonesome, low, As he sank into the Lowland Sea. |
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