Текст песни Lowlands of Holland (Live) - Martin Carthy

On the night that I was married and on my marriage bed
There came a bold sea-captain and he stood at my bedhead
Crying, "Oh, rise oh rise, young married a man, and come along with me
To the low lowlands of Holland, to fight your enemy."
Oh I held me love all in my arms still thinking he might stay
But the captain he gave another order, he was forced to march away
Crying, "There′s many a blithe young
Married a man this night must go with me
To the low lowlands of Holland, to fight the enemy."
Oh Holland is a wondrous place and in it grows much green
'Tis a wild inhabitation for me true love to be in
Where the grass do grow and the warm
Winds do blow and there′s fruit on every tree
But the low lowlands of Holland parted me love and me
No shoe no stocking I'll put on no comb go through my hair
Nor shall no coal nor candlelight shine in my bower fair
Nor will I lie with any young man until the day I die
For the low lowlands of Holland parted me love and I