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Lowlands of Holland

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Sheet Music for "Lowlands of Holland"Lowlands of Hollandsong= 100On the night that I was married and on my marriage bedUp came a bold sea captain and stood at my bedheadSaying, arise, arise young wedded man and come along with me,To the low low lands of Holland to fight the enemy.Now then Holland is a lovely land, and on it grows fine grainSure it is a place of residence for a soldier to remainWhere the sugar cane is plentiful and the tea grows on each treeI never had the but one sweetheart, and now he's far far away from me.Says the mother to the daughter: give o'er your sore lamentFor there's men enough in Galway for to be your heart's content.If there's men enough in Galway, alas there are none for meSince these high winds and stormy seas have come between my love and me.I will wear no swaithe around my waist, no combs all in my hairNo handkerchief around my neck for to save my beauty fairAnd never will I marry until the day I dieSince the low low lands of Holland have come between my love and I.Transcription: id:hn-song-7History:This song is not about Holland, but about Dutch Guyana (Surinam)
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About this tune

Lowlands of Holland is a one-part song in D major, written in 4/4 time. The tune contains about 20 bars and spans from A-9 to E16. This song is not about Holland, but about Dutch Guyana (Surinam)

ABC notation for Lowlands of Holland

A,B, | D3E (DB,)A,2 | A4 B2(AB) | (FE)D2 E2(DA,) | B,6
(A,B,) | D3E (DB,)A,2 | A4 B2(AB) | (FE)D2 E3D |
D6FA | A2(FE) D2(FA) | B2B,2 D2(FA) |
(GF)E2 (FE)(DA,) | B,6AB | B2(AB) d2(BA) |
F2d2 (FE)(DF) | (ED)(B,A,) D3D | D6 ||
W:On the night that I was married and on my marriage bed
W:Up came a bold sea captain and stood at my bedhead
W:Saying, arise, arise young wedded man and come along with me,
W:To the low low lands of Holland to fight the enemy.
W:
W:Now then Holland is a lovely land, and on it grows fine grain
W:Sure it is a place of residence for a soldier to remain
W:Where the sugar cane is plentiful and the tea grows on each tree
W:I never had the but one sweetheart, and now he's far far away from me.
W:
W:Says the mother to the daughter: give o'er your sore lament
W:For there's men enough in Galway for to be your heart's content.
W:If there's men enough in Galway, alas there are none for me
W:Since these high winds and stormy seas have come between my love and me.
W:
W:I will wear no swaithe around my waist, no combs all in my hair
W:No handkerchief around my neck for to save my beauty fair
W:And never will I marry until the day I die
W:Since the low low lands of Holland have come between my love and I.