Farewell to Nova Scotia by The High Kings Lyrics
The sun was setting in the west
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed inclined to rest
But alas 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 love so dear
And the bonnie, bonnie lassie that I do adore
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'еr the briny ocean tossed
Will you еver heave a sigh or a wish for me?
The drums they beat and the wars do alarm
The captain is calling, I must obey
Farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charm
For it's early in the morning and I'm bound far away
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'er the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
I have three brothers, they are at rest
Their arms are folded across their chest
And a poor simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and turned on the deep blue sea
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'er the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'er the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed inclined to rest
But alas 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 love so dear
And the bonnie, bonnie lassie that I do adore
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'еr the briny ocean tossed
Will you еver heave a sigh or a wish for me?
The drums they beat and the wars do alarm
The captain is calling, I must obey
Farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charm
For it's early in the morning and I'm bound far away
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'er the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
I have three brothers, they are at rest
Their arms are folded across their chest
And a poor simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and turned on the deep blue sea
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'er the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away o'er the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?