Farewell To Nova Scotia


The sun was setting in the west

The birds were singing on every tree

All nature seemed inclined to rest

But still there was no rest for me.



Farewell to Nova Scotia

The seabound coast

Let 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 parents, whom I've held so dear

And the bonnie, bonnie lass I do adore




The drums, they do beat

The wars, they alarm

The captain calls, we must obey

So farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charms

For it's early in the morning and I'm far, far away


I have three brothers

They are at rest

Their arms are folded on their breast

And a poor old sailor such as me

Must be tossed and driven

On the deep blue sea.