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The Lowlands
Lyrics from Iron Men & Wooden
Ships, by Frank Shay |
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Lowlands,
lowlands, away, my John,
Oh, my old mother she wrote to me,
My dollar and a half a day,
She wrote to me to come home from sea,
Lowlands, lowlands, away, my John.
She wrote to me to come home from sea,
My dollar and a half a day.
Lowlands, lowlands, away, my John,
A dollar a day is a Hoosier's pay,
My dollar and a half a day,
Yes, a dollar a day is a Hoosier's pay
Lowlands, lowlands, away, my John.
Yes, a dollar a day is a Hoosier's pay.
My dollar and a half a day.
Lowlands, lowlands, away, my John,
Oh, was you ever in Mobile Bay,
My dollar and a half a day,
A-screwing cotton by the day?
Lowlands, lowlands, away, my John!
A-screwing cotton by the day.
My dollar and a half a day. |
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