The Halliard - Lowlands Low lyrics

Out of Dunmore we drifted with a last goodbye Cowhides and wool was our cargo Twenty young Wild Legs ready fledged to fly Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low John White's our skipper from the town of Rum Piery keeps log for his father The crew's all from Bannow, Sinon and Dundoon Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low Driven from our country by the foreign [???] Sad and yet proud to be departed The rigging held behind us foreign lands before Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low Well [??? ??? ???] help us on our way Guiding our [???] in our danger [???] safe our cargo bring us safely home Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing for the lowlands low