The Lowlands of Holland (10)
The first night I was married, a happy, happy bride,
The captain of the Highlandman he came to my lover's side;
"Arise, arise, new married man, arise and come with me
To the Lowlands of Holland to face your enemy.
I held my love in my arms still thinking he might stay,
But the captain gave another shout; he was forced to go away:
"Tis many a blithe young married man this night must go with me
To the Lowlands of Holland to fight the enemy!'
Oh! Holland is a wond'rous place, and in it grows much green
It's a wild habitation for my true love to lie in.
The wild flowers grow most plentuous there, and fruit on every tree
But the Lowlands of Holland are between my love and me!
They tok my love to a gallant ship, a ship of noble fame,
With four-and-twenty seamen bold to steer across the main:
The storm then began to rise, and the seas began to shout.
'Twas then my love and his gallant ship were sorely tossed about.
Says the mother to the daughter, 'What makes you so lament!
Is there ne'er a man in Ireland who will please your discontent.'
'There are men enough in Ireland, but none at all for me
I only love but one man, and he's across the sea.
I'll wear not shoe or stocking, or comb put in my hair,
Nor fire bright nor candle light shall show my beauty rare.
Nor will I wed with any man until the day I die
Since the Lowlands of Holland are between my love and I.'