歌词
I was very well pleased with what I knowed
And I reckoned myself no fool
Till I met with a maid on the brookland road
Who turned me back to school
Singing lowdown, lowdown
Where the little green lanterns shine
Oh, maid, say you've done with the all but one
And she can never be mine
Twas right in the midst of a hot June night
With thunder dancing round
I spied her face by the fairy light
That beats from off the ground
She only smiled and she never spoke
She smiled and went away
And when she'd gone my heart was broken
My wits was clean astray
Oh, stop your ringing and let me be
Let be your brookland bells
You'll ring Old Goodman out of the sea
Before I wed one else
Old Goodman's farm is rank sea sand
And was this thousand year
And it shall turn to rich plough land
Before I change my dear
And old Fairfield Church is water-bound
From autumn to the spring
And it shall turn to high hill ground
Before my bells do ring
Oh, leave me walk on the brookland road
In thunder and warm rain
Oh, leave me look where my love goed
And perhaps I'll see her again
Singing lowdown, lowdown
Where the little green lanterns shine
Oh, maid, say you've done with the all but one
And she can never be mine
Singing lowdown, lowdown
Singing lowdown, lowdown
Singing lowdown, lowdown
Singing lowdown, lowdown
