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..........
Farewell to Nova Scotia The sea-bound coast Let your mountains dark and dreary be, For when I am far away on the bonny ocean tossed Will you ever heave sigh and a wish for me
...the starfish tell me I may not have remembered the correct words. I'll correct that later.
Farewell to Nova Scotia, your sea-bound 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?
(Just trying to keep some of the heat off Alberta these days)
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