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The Lowlands of Holland - Tommy Makem
On the night that I was married
And upon my marriage bed
All come a bold sea captain
And he stood at my bed-head
Sayin' Arise arise young wedded man
And come along with me
To the lowlands of Holland
To fight the enemy
Now Holland is a lovely land
And upon it grows fine grain
It is a place of residence
For a soldier to remain
Where the sugarcane is plentiful
And the tea grows on each tree
I never had but the one sweetheart
And she's far away from me
Said the mother to the daughter
Give off your sore lament
There's men enough in Galway
To be your heart's content
There's men enough in Galway
But Alas there are none for me
Since these high winds and the stormy seas
Have between my love and me
I will wear no swaithe around my waist
Nor combs are in my hair
No handkerchief around my neck
To save my beauty fair
And never will I marry
Until the day I die
Since these winds and the stormy seas
Came between my love and I
