The sun was setting in the west, The birds they sang on every tree. All nature was inclined for a rest But still there was no rest for me.
Farewell to Nova Scotia, you sea-bound coast, let your mountains dark and dreary be. For when I am far away on your 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 comrades all, And them parents whom I've held so dear, And the bonnie, bonnie lassie who I do adore.
Farewell to Nova Scotia, you sea-bound coast, let your mountains dark and dreary be. For when I am far away on your briny ocean tossed, Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
The drums do beat and the wars to alarm, Captain's call I must obey. Farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charms, It's early in the morning I'm far, far away.
Farewell to Nova Scotia, you sea-bound coast, let your mountains dark and dreary be. For when I am far away on your 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.
Farewell to Nova Scotia, you sea-bound coast, let your mountains dark and dreary be. For when I am far away on your briny ocean tossed, Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?