Lyrics:
Come all ye wild young people and listen to my songI will unfold concerning gold that guides so many wrongYoung Emma was a servant maid who loved a sailor boldWho ploughed the main much gold to gain for his love so we've been toldHe ploughed the main for seven years and then returned homeAs soon as he set foot on shore unto his love did goHe went unto young Emma's house his gold all for the showThat he has gained upon the main all in the lowlands lowYoung Edwin he sat drinking till time to go to bedHe little thought a sword that night would part his body and headAnd Edwin he got into bed and scarcely was asleepWhen Emily's cruel parents soft into his room did creepThey stabbed him, dragged him out of bed and to the sea did goThey sent his body floating down to the lowlands low'Oh father, where's the stranger came here last night to lay?''Oh he is dead no tales can tell' the father he did sayThe fishes of the ocean swim o'er my lover's breastHis body rolls in motion I hope his soul's at restThe shells upon the sea shore, rolling to and froRemind me of young Edwin that ploughed the lowlands lowSo many a day she passed away and tried to ease her mindCrying 'Oh my friends, my love is gone and I am left behind'And Emma broken hearted was to Bedlam forced to goHer shrieks were for young Edwin that ploughed the lowlands low