from
52 Folk Songs: Yellow,
released April 22, 2012
On the night that I was married and on my marriage bed
There came a bold sea captain and 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."
I held my love all in my arms, still thinking he might stay,
When the captain gave another order that he must march away,
Saying "There's many a blithe young married man this night must go with me
To the low lowlands of Holland to fight the enemy."
Now Holland it is a wondrous place and in it grows much green
'Tis a wild inhabitation for my true love to be in.
Where the grasses they grow and the warm winds do blow and there's fruit on every tree
But the low lowlands of Holland have parted my love and me.
No shoe nor stocking I'll put on nor will comb go through my hair
Nor shall coal or candlelight shine in my bower fair
Nor shall I lie with any young man until the day I die
For the lowlands of Holland have parted my love and I.