Farewell To Nova Scotia

Tommy Makem


Farewell to Nova Scotia, you seabound coast

Let your mountains dark and dreary be

For when I am far away on the brimy ocean tossed

Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

The sun was setting in the west

The birds were singing on every tree

All nature seemed inclined for to rest

But still there was no rest for me

I grieve to leave my native land

I grieve to leave my comrades all

And my parents, whom I held so dear

And my bonny, bonny lassie that I loved so well

The drums do beat and the wars do alarm

My captain calls, I must obey

So farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charm

For it's early in the morning, I'll be far, far away

I have three brothers and they are at rest

Their arms are folded on their breasts

But a poor and simple sailor just like me

Must be tossed and driven on the dark, blue sea