Lowland Low lyrics

Our packet is the Island lass, Low lands lowlands lowlands low

There’s a laddie howlin’ at the main topmast, Low lands lowlands lowlands low

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The old man hails from Barbados, Low lands lowlands lowlands low

He’s got the name of Hammer Toes, Low lands lowlands lowlands low

He gives is us bread as hard as brass. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

Our junk’s as salt as Balaam’s ass Low lands lowlands lowlands low

The monkey’s rigged in a soldier’s clothes. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

Now, where he got ’em from, no one knows. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

We’ll haul ’em high and let ’em dry. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

We’ll trice ’em up into the sky. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

It’s up aloft that yard must go. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

Up aloft from down below. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

Lowlands, me boys, and up she goes. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

Get changed, me boys, to your shore-going clothes. Low lands lowlands lowlands low

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