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The sun was setting in the West
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed inclined for a 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’m far away, on the briny ocean tossed,
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
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 lad I do adore.
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The drums are beating and the wars do alarm
My captain calls; I must obey
Farewell, farewell, to Nova Scotia’s charm
For it’s early in the morning I am far far away
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