Lowlands of Baghdad

Now, when that I was married and in my marriage bed

There came a bold sea captain and he stood at my bedhead

Saying arise, arise young wedded man and come along with me

To the lowlands of Baghdad for to fight the enemy

Now Baghdad is a lovely land where every man's a king

It is a place of residence for soldiers to remain

There the oilfields are plentiful, the poppies sprout from every field

And if the streets are paved with gold then it must be the place for me

Said the mother to her daughter, leave off your sore lament

Is there ne'r a man in New Orleans that will be your heart's content

There are men enough in New Orleans but alas there are none for me

Since high winds and stormy seas have parted my love and me

I'll wear no shoes all on my feet, no combs all in my hair

I'll wear no handkerchief around my neck for to shade my beauty fair

And neither will I marry until the day I die

Since high winds and stormy seas have parted my love and I