On the night that I was married
and in my weddingbed
There came a bold seacaptain
he stood at my bedhead
Saying "Arise, arise young married man
and come along with me
to the low lowlands of Holland
to fight the enemy"
Well I held my love oh,
in my arms still thinking he might stay
But the captain he gave another shout,
he was forced to march away
"There's many a blithe young
married man this night must go with me
to the low lowlands of Holland
to fight the enemy"
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No shoe, nor stocking will I wear
or comb put in my hair.
Nor shall no fire nor candlelight
burn in my bower air
Nor will I lie with any young man
until the day I die
For the low lowlands of Holland parted
my love and I
Lyrics: Traditional/Erik Visser
Music: Traditional/Erik Visser
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