Roberto

I haven't got the exact version (I thought I had a transcript from Dave's solo singing in one of my folders, but my database says no). But here is an almost identical version from his singing with Hedgehog Pie.

The missing words at the start are:

Nor any habitation

which from memory is what he always sang.

There are a couple of spelling changes you need to make:
coif (type of cap) rather than quaff and widdershins rather than withershins

He also sings in the last line of every verse is 'twine (=is between) rather than the more usual has twined (=has separated).

Other than that there are a few word changes in the verses (eg crewmen/mariners, dead/drowned), but mainly introductory Oh, And, For etc.

I've put the full transcript below. I hope this is enough to fill out your version.

Mick

PS. My interest in ballads and traditional song remains undiminished.

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LOWLANDS OF HOLLAND

New Holland is a barren place, in it there grows no grain
Nor any habitation wherein for to remain
Where the sugar canes are plenty, the wine drops from the trees
And The low low lands of Holland is twine my love and me

So my love he built a bonny ship and set her on the sea
With Four score twenty mariners to keep her company
There's a score is lost, a score is dead, there's a score is drowned at sea
And The low low lands of Holland is twine my love and me

So my love he built another ship and set her on the main
Four score twenty crewmen for to bring her home
The raging seas began to roar, the wind began to rout
My love and then his bonny ship turned widdershins about

Then shall neither coif go on my head nor comb go through my hair
Nor any coal nor candlelight shine in my bower more
Nor will I love another one until the day I die
For the low low lands of Holland is twine my love and I

Oh, Hold your tongue, dear daughter, be still and be content
There are more lads in Galloway, you need not so lament
Oh, there is none in Gallow, there's none at all for me
For The low low lands of Holland is twine my love and me

New Holland is a barren place, in it there grows no grain
Nor any habitation wherein for to remain
Where the sugar canes are plenty and wine drops from the trees
The low low lands of Holland is twine my love and me

Source: LP just act normal by Hedgehog Pie