Lowlands

We sailed out of Dunmore Michelmas gone by Cowhides and wool and live cargo Twenty young Wild Geese ready fledged to fly Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low Sean Rouse the skipper from the church of Crook Piery keeps log for his father Crew all from Bannow, Fethard and the Hook Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low Ready with priming we'd our galliot gun Muskets and pikes in good order We should be riddled captives would be none Death or else the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Death or else the lowlands low A pirate approached us many leagues from shore We fought and we sunk him in good order He'll go a-roving plundering no more Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low We smuggled out the Wild Geese weapons safe ashore Then we unloaded our cargo A fair wind is blowing we're headed for Dunmore Sailing from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands low