Lowlands Low
Our packet is the Island Lass,
Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low
There's a laddie howlin' at the main topmast.
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The monkey's rigged in a soldiers' clothes,
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Where he got them God only knows.
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They gives us bread as hard as brass,
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Our junk's as salt as Baylin's ass.
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The first mate hales from Barbados,
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He's got the name "Old Hammer-Toes."
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It's up aloft this yard must go,
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Up aloft from down below.
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It's up aloft this yard must go,
Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low
Get changed, me boys, to your shore-going clothes.
Lowlands, lowlands, lowlands, low
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