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Edwin in the Lowlands Low |
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5 The fish that's in the ocean
Swims over young Edward's breast, While his body's in the ocean I hope his soul's at rest, For his name it was young Edward, Who ploughed the lowlands low. |
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2 My father keeps a public house On yonders river side.
Go ye, go there and enter in And there this night abide.
3 Be sure that you tell nothing, Nor let my parents know
That your name it is young Edmund, Who drove in the lowlands low.
4 Young Edmund fell a-drinking When time for to go to bed.
He did not know that his sword that night Would part his neck and head.
5 Miss Emily up next morning, The sun was shining bright,
Saying : I am going to marry the driver boy, Who come here to stay last night.
6 O daughter, dear daughter Emily, His gold we will make sure.
I've here sent his body a-drowning Way down in the ocean low.
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