A The sun was sinking down in the westF#m The birds were singing on every treeA E All nature seemed to be at restF#m D C#m F#m But still there was no rest for me Chorus:A Farewell to Nova ScotiaThe sea-bound coastF#m may your mountains dark and dreary beA E For when I am far away On the briny ocean tossedF#m D Will you ever heave a sighC#m F#m and a wish for me I grieve to leave my native land I grieve to leave my comrades all And my aged loving parents whom I held so dear And the bonny, bonny lass who I do adore I have three brothers and they are at rest Their arms are folded on their chests But a poor, weary sailor the likes of me Must be tossed and forgotten On the deep, blue sea
Farewell To Nova Scotia
Gordon Lightfoot
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Tom:
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