On the night that I was married And in my marriage bed There came a bold sea captain And he stood at my bedhead Saying "Arise, arise you married young man And come away with me To the low lowlands of Holland To fight the enemy." Oh, I held my love all in my arms, Still thinking he might stay, But the captain he gave another order, He was forced 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." Well Holland it is a wondrous place And in it grows much green It's a wild inhabitation For my 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 Where parted my love and me. No shoe nor stocking I'll put on Nor comb pull through my hair And nor will no coal or candlelight Shine in my bower again Nor will I lie with any young man Until the day I die For the lowlands of Holland They parted my love and I. Nor will I lie with any young man Until the day I die For the lowlands of Holland They parted my love and I