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