Chorus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Chorus. Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast,Let your mountains dark and dreary beWhen 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 WestThe birds were singing on every treeAll nature seemed to be at restBut, alas, there was no … <\/p>\n