"Farewell To Nova Scotia" lyrics

"Farewell To Nova Scotia"

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
When I'm far away, on the briny 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 to be at rest
But, alas, there was no rest for me

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
When I'm far away, on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

I grieve to leave my native home
I grieve to leave my comrades all
And my parents whom I hold so dear
And the bonny, bonny lass that I do adore

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
When I'm far away, on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

The drums do beat and the horns do alarm
My captain calls; I must obey
Farewell, farewell, to Nova Scotia's charm
For it's early in the morning I am bound far away

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
When I'm far away, on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

I have two brothers and they are at rest
Their hands are folded on their chest
But a poor and simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and turned on the deep, dark sea

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
When I'm far away, on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
When I'm far away, on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?


Writer(s): Helen Creighton
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