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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 163
5. He started with his instruments all fitted for his use; He cut nine gashes to let in a sluice,
As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sailed on the lonesome sea.
6. Some were playing cards and some throwing dice; Some standing by, giving good advice,
As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sailed on the lonesome sea.
7. Some with their hats and some with their caps, Trying for to stop those saltwater gaps
As she sank in the lowland, lonesome, low, As she sank in the lonesome sea.
8. He turned on his back and away swam he Until he came to the Weeping Willow Tree, As she sailed on the lowland, lonesome, low,
As she sailed on the lonesome sea.
9. "Captain, 0 Captain, be as good as your word,
And will you not take me up on board? For I sunk her in the lowland, lonesome, low, I sunk her in the lonesome sea."
10. "No, I won't be as good as my word;
Neither will I take you up on board; You can sink in the lowland, lonesome, low, You can sink in the lowland sea."
11. "If it wasn't for the love I have for your men,
Fd serve you the trick that I just served them; I would sink you in the lowland, lonesome, low, Fd sink you in the lonesome sea."
12. He turned on his back, and away swam he, And he bid adieu to the Weeping Willow Tree, As he sunk in the lowland, lonesome, low,
As he sunk in the lonesome sea. |
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