A
The sun was sinking down in the west
    F#m
The birds were singing on every tree
     A      E
All nature seemed to be at rest
    F#m          D      C#m     F#m
But still there was no rest for me

Chorus:

     A
Farewell to Nova Scotia

The sea-bound coast
         F#m
may your mountains dark and dreary be
         A         E
For when I am far away

On the briny ocean tossed
          F#m          D
Will you ever heave a sigh
      C#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