Now when that I was married And in my marriage bed There came a bold sea captain And he stood at my bed head Saying, 'A-rise, A-rise, young wedded man And come along with me To the lowlands of Holland For to fight the enemy' Now Holland is a lovely land And in it there grows fine grain It is a place of residence For soldiers to remain Now the sugarcane grows plentiful The tea grows on each tree I only had the one to love And now he's gone far away from me Said the mother to her daughter
'Give up your soil and bed Is there ne'er a man in Ireland? That will be your heart content Way there's men enough in Ireland But alas there is none for me Since high wind and stormy sea's Have parted me love and me I'll wear no shoes all on my feet No comb all in my hair I'll wear no handkerchief around my neck For to shade my beauty fair And neither will I marry Until the day I die Since high wind and stormy sea's Have parted me love and I