Campfire Songs
Run by the Retired Scouter.

Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 

Farewell to Nova Scotia


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

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

I grieve to leave my native land
I grieve to leave my comrades all
And my parents whom I love so dear
And the bonny bonny lass that I do adore

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

I have three brothers and they are at rest
Their arms are folded on their breast
While a poor simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and driven o'er the dark blue sea