| The love that I have chosen I therewith be content
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| The salt sea shall be frozen before that I repent
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| Repent it shall I never until the day I dee
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| But the lowlands of Holland has twined my love and me
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| My love lies in the salt sea and I am on the side
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| It’s enough to break a young thing’s heart that lately was a bride
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| But lately was a bonny bride with pleasure in her e’e
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| But the lowlands of Holland has twined my love and me
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| My love he built a bonny ship and set her on the sea
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| With seven score good mariners to bear her company
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| But there’s three score of them is sunk and three score dead at sea
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| And the lowlands of Holland has twined my love and me
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| My love has built another ship and set her on the sea
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| And nane but twenty mariners all for to bring her hame
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| But the weary wind began to rise, the sea began to roll
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| And my love then and his bonny ship turned withershins about
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| There shall nae a quiff come on my head, nor comb come in my hair
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| There shall neither coal nor candlelight shine in my bower mair
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| And neither will I marry until the day I dee
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| For I never had a love but one and he’s drowned in the sea
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| Oh hold your tongue my daughter dear, be still and be content
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| There’s men enough in Galloway, you need not sore lament
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| Oh there’s men enough in Galloway, alas there’s none for me
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| For I never had a love but one and he’s drowned in the sea |