Up spoke the cabin boy the
age of twelve and three
And he said to the captain,
"What will you give to me
If I swim along the side of
the Spanish enemy
And sink her in the lowland,
lowland, low
Sink her in the lowland Sea."
"Oh I will give you silver
and I will give you gold
And the hand of my daughter
if you would be so bold
As to swim along the side
of the Spanish enemy
And sink her in the lowland,
lowland, low
Sink her in the Lowland Sea."
Then the boy he got ready and
overboard jumped he
And he swam along the side
of the Spanish enemy
And with his brace and auger
in her side he bored holes three
And she sank beneath the lowland,
lowland, low
She sank beneath the lowland
Sea.
Then the boy he swam back to
the cheering of the crew
But the captain would not
heed him for his promise he did rue
And despite the boy's entreatings
and how bitterly he sued
He left him in the lowland,
lowland, low
He left him in the Lowland
Sea.
The boy turned around and he
swam to the port side
And up to his messmates full
bitterly he cried,
"Oh messmates pull me up for
I'm drifting with the tide
And I'm sinking in the lowland,
lowland, low
Sinking in the Lowland Sea."
Then his messmates hauled him
up and on the deck he died
And they stitched him in his
hammock which was so clean and white
And they threw him overboard
and he drifted with the tide
And he sank into the lowland,
lowland, low
He sank into the Lowland Sea.
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