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Farewell to Nova Scotia - Traditional -

The sun was sinking down in the west
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed to be at rest
But still there was no rest for me

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
may your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh and a wish for me

I grieve to leave my native land
I grieve to leave my comrades all
And my aged loving parents whom I held so dear
And the bonny, bonny lass who I do adore

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
may your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh and a wish for me

The drums they do beat and the wars do alarm
The captain calls, I must obey.
Farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia’s charms,
For it’s early in the morning and I’m far, far away.

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
may your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh and a wish for me

I have three brothers and they are at rest
Their arms are folded on their chests
But a poor, weary sailor the likes of me
Must be tossed and forgotten on the deep, blue sea

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
may your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh and a wish for me

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