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If you sink them in the lowlands, lowlands low, If you sink them in the lowlands low."
5 So he bent his breast and away went he From the ship called the Green Willow Tree, For to sink them in the lowlands, lowlands low, For to sink them in the lowlands low.
6 He had a litde instrument he carried with him, And he bored nine holes in the stern end of it, For to sink them in the lowlands, lowlands low, For to sink them in the lowlands low.
7 Then he bent his breast and away went he From the Turkish ship they call the Revelry,
For he had sunk them in the lowlands, lowlands low, For he had sunk them in the lowlands low.
8 "O captain, O captain, will you take me on board And be unto me as good as your word,
For I've sank them in the lowlands, lowlands low, For I've sank them in the lowlands low?"
9 "O no, I'll not take you on board, Nor be unto you as good as my word,
For you've sank them in the lowlands, lowlands low, For you've sank them in the lowlands low."
10 Then he bent his breast and away went he, From the ship they call the Green Willow Tree, Farewell to the lowlands, lowlands low, Farewell to the lowlands low. |
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