Johannes Broborn is really busy these days. Here's a new lesson by him, another cover of a song played by Ye Vagabonds.
{t:Lowlands of Holland}
{st:Ye Vagabonds}
The [D]love that I have cho[G]sen I there[D]with [A]be con[Bm]tent
The [D]salt sea shall be fro[G]zen be[D]fore that [A] re[D]pent
Re[D]pent it shall I [G]ne[D]ver un[G]til the [D]day I [Bm]die
But the [G]lowlands of [D]Holl[G]and has [D]twined my [A]love and I[D].
My [D]love lies in the salt [G]sea and [D] am [A]on the [Bm]side
en[D]ough to break a young thing's [G]heart that [D]lately [A]was a [D]bride.
But [D]lately was a [G]bonny [D]bride and [G]pleasure [D]in her [Bm]eye.
For the [G]lowlands of [D]Hol[G]land has [D]twined my [A]love and [D]I.
My [D]love he built a bonny [G]ship and [D]set her [A]on the [Bm]sea
With [D]seven score good mari[G]ners to [D]bear her [A]compa[D]ny.
But the [D]weary wind be[G]gan to [D]rise, the [G]sea be[D]gan to [Bm]rout
And my [G]love then and his [D]bonny [G]ship turned [D]with the [A]shins a[D]bout.
There [D]shall nae a quaff come on my [G]head nor [D]comb come through my [Bm]hair
There shall [D]neither coal nor candlel[G]ight shine [D]in my [A]bower [D]mair.
Nor [D]will I marry a[G]nother [D]one, un[G]til the [D]day I [Bm]die
For the [G]high winds and [D]stormy [G]seas have [D]twined my [A]love and [D]I.
Oh [D]hold your tongue my daughter [G]dear, be [D]still and [A]be con[Bm]tent.
There's [D]men enough in Gallo[G]way, you [D]need not [A]sore la[D]ment.
Oh there's [D]men enough in [G]Gallo[D]way, a[G]las there's [D]none for [Bm]me
For I [G]never had a [D]love but [G]one and he's [D]drownded [A]in the [D]sea.