On the night that I was married   And upon my marriage bed   There all came a bold sea captain   And he stood at my bed-head      Sayin', ?Arise, arise, young wedded man   And come along with me   To the lowlands of Holland   To fight the enemy?      Now then Holland is a lovely land   And upon it grows fine grain   Sure it is a place of residence   For a soldier to remain      Where the sugarcane is plentiful   And the tea grows on each tree   Well, I never had but the one sweetheart   And now he's gone far away from me      I will wear no stays around my waist   Nor combs all in my hair   I will wear no scarf around my neck   For to save my beauty there      And never will I marry   Not until the day I die   Since these four winds and these stormy seas   Came between my love and I