Farewell to Nova Scotia - Paddy Reilly

The sun was setting in the west

and a small bird sang on every tree.

All nature was inclined ot take a rest

But There never is no rest no peace for me.

Farewell to Nova Scotia

Your seabound coast

Though your mountains dark and dreary be.

And when I’m far awa' on the briny ocean tossed,

Would you ever heave a sigh and remember me

II

The drums do roll and the war goes on

And the captain calls you must obey,

And a poor simple sailor just like me

Must be tossed and turned on the deep blue sea

Farewell to Nova Scotia

Your seabound coast

Though your mountains dark and dreary be.

And when I’m far awa' on the briny ocean tossed,

Would you ever heave a sigh and remember me

III

I had three brothers and they’re at rest

Their arms are folded on their breasts.

So farewell, farewell to Scotia’s green shore

And it’s early in the morning and I’m far far away

Farewell to Nova Scotia

Your seabound coast

Though your mountains dark and dreary be.

And when I’m far awa' on the briny ocean tossed,

Would you ever heave a sigh and remember me