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Paul Brady

Young Edmund In The Lowlands Low

 

Young Edmund In The Lowlands Low

(album: Welcome Here Kind Stranger - 1978)


Young Emily being a servant girl
Her lover a sailor bold
He ploughed the main much gold to gain
For Emily, we are told

When seven long years had passed and gone
He did return home
He landed to his Emily
And all his gold did show
That he had gained down on the main
And ploughed the Lowlands Low

Her Father kept a public house
It stood down by the sea
"Young Edmund, you can enter there
And all night you can stay

And I'll meet you here tomorrow
But don't let my Father know
That your name it is young Edmund
That ploughed the Lowlands Low"

As Edmund he did enter there
And all his gold did show
Says Emily's cruel Father
"This gold will be your foe
For I'll send your body sinking
Down in the Lowlands Low"

As Edmund he did go to bed
And scarce had fell asleep
When Emily's cruel Father
Into his room did creep

Then early the next morning
To the beach, sure he did go
And he sent his body sinking
Down in the Lowlands Low

Young Emily on her pillow lay
She had a frightful dream
She dreamt she saw her young Edmund
Lying in a crystal stream

Then early the next morning
To her Father's house did go
All because she loved him dearly
That ploughed the Lowlands Low

Saying, "Father, where's that stranger
Who came last night to lie?"
"Oh, he is dead, no tales he'll tell"
Her Father did reply

"Then, Father, cruel Father
You will die a public show
For the murder of young Edmund
That ploughed the Lowlands Low"

And Emily's cruel Father
Could not day or night get rest;
For the cruel deed that he had done
He therefore did confess

He was tried and he was sentenced
And he died a public show
For the murder of young Edmund Dearest
That ploughed the Lowlands Low

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