Young Ame lie be ing a
ser vant girl,
Her lover a sailor bold,
He ploughed them in
much gold to gain,
For Amelie we are told,
When seven long years
had passed and gone,
he did return home.
He landed to his emly,
and all his gold he did shew
That he had gain'd
down on the main
An d plough'd the lowlands low.
Her father kept a pub lic 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
This young Edmund,
that beloved Dale O
'Lanslow.
As Edmund he did enter there,
and all his gold did it show.
Saddam lay his cruel father,
This gold will be your foe,
For I'll send your body sinking
Down in the lowlands low.
As at mund 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 his Santa's body sinkin'
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 he did go.
All because she loved him dearly,
That beloved Dale Lonslow.
Saint 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
And I a public show
For the murder of young Edmund
That loathed 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
Dears at Louthill and Lowe. you