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The sun was setting in the west
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed in clined for rest
But still there was no rest for me
Fare well to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I'm far a way on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
I grieve to leave my native land
I grieve to leave my comfort zone
And my aging parents whom I've always hold so dear
And the bonny, bonny lass that I do a- dore
Fare well to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I'm far a way on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
The drums they do beat and the wars do a larm
The captain calls, we must o bey
So fare well, fare well to Nova Scotia's charms
For it's early in the morning I am far, far a way
Fare well to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I'm far a way on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
I have three brothers and they are at rest
Their arms are folded on their breast
But a poor simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and driven on the dark blue sea
Fare well to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I'm far a way on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
Fare well to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I'm far a way on the briny ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me? !
