How about the version below from Hampshire (appears in one of Purslow's books of the Gardiner collection) This version I learnt from Dave Williams and he recordeed it on Folk Songs from Hampshire - just reissued on CD (With additional new tracks) by Forest Tracks Records see - www.forest-tracks.co.uk
Tim R.

THE LOWLANDS OF HOLLAND
(William Bone, Medstead, Hants – Child 92)

As I walked out one May morning down by a riverside
Twas there I spied a fair pretty maid
oh then to be my bride
Oh then to be my bride my boys
the chambers to behold
May the heavens above protect
my love a jolly seaman bold.

I'll build my love a gallant ship a ship of noble fame
With a 100 & 70 sailorlads all for to box the main
With a 100 & 70 sailorlads without any fear or doubt
With my true love in that gallant
ship I was sadly tossed about.

The anchor & the cable went overboard straightway
The mainmast & the rigging lay buried in the sea
Twas tempest & bad weather & the raging of the sea
I never never had but one true love
and he was drowned at sea.

Said the father to his daughter
what makes you so lament
There is a lad in our town
that can give your hearts content
There is not a lad in our town
Neither lord nor duke said she
Since the raging sea & stormy winds
parted my love from me.

No handkerchief shall bind my head,
no comb go thru my hair
No candlelight or fire bright shall view my beauty fair
And neither shall I married be until the day I die
Since the low lowlands of Holland parted my love and I.