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Lowlands Low
Sung by Murray, in Holden, Maine, 1914, and taken down by W. M. Hardy. The title was given by Murray after some groping in his memory. The song, however, is evidently an alteration of "The Lowlands of Holland" (see Herd, Ancient and Modern Scottish Songs, 1776, II, 2 ff.). Other forms may be found in Logan, A Pedlar s Pack of Ballads and Songs, pp. 22 ff. (see Child, English and Scottish Popular Ballads, II, 317; V, 229); Sharp, One Hundred English Folksongs, pp. 54-55 (cf. p. xxvii); Her-bert Hughes, Irish Country Songs, II, 70 ff.; and in broadsides (as H. Such, No. 236).
1 It's when we were married
And lay on our bed, Up stepped a bold sea-captain And stood at my bed-head,
2 Saying, "Arise, arise, ye married man,
And come along with me To the Lowlands of Holland To fight your enemy."
Chorus. — My curse rest on that captain That parted my love and me.
3 The Lowlands is a cold place,
And a place where they grow no green, Neither flowers nor habitations For a stranger to dwell in.
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But the money is as plenty As the leaves upon the tree. |
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