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Betcha by Golly Wow (feat. Phyllis Hyman)

de Norman Connors

The sun was setting in the west
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed inclined to rest
But still there was no rest for me

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the seabound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the brimy ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

The drums do beat and the wars do alarm
My captain calls, and I must obey
So farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charms
For it's early in the morning, I'll be far, far away

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the seabound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the brimy 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 my parents, whom I loved so dear
And the bonny, bonny lassie that I do adore

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the seabound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the brimy ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

I have three brothers and they are at rest
Their hands are folded on their chests
But a poor and simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and driven on the dark, blue sea

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the seabound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the brimy ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

Farewell to Nova Scotia, the seabound coast
Let your mountains dark and dreary be
For when I am far away on the brimy ocean tossed
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

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