On the night that I was married
And in my marriage bed
There came a bold sea captain
And he stood at my bed head
Saying, "Arise, arise young wedded man
This night for to go with me
To the low lowlands of Holland
To fight the enemy''
Oh, I held my love all in my arms
Still hoping he might stay
When the captain he gave another order
And we had to 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''
But 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 leaves they grow and the winds
They do blow
And strange fruit grows on every tree
'Tis the wild, wild lands of Holland
Where twined my love and me
No shoes nor stocking
I'll put on nor comb to go through my hair
And nor shall day or candlelight shine
On my bower fair
Nor shall I sleep with any young man
Until the day I die
For the lowlands of Holland
They parted my love and I