Farewell to Tarwaithie

Notation: traditional
PDF Files: sea chantey

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Transcription: by Darryl D. Bush  
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Farewell to Tarwathie, adieu Mormond Hill;
Dear land of my fathers, I bid you farewell;
I’m bound for Greenland, and ready to sail
In hopes to find riches in hunting the whale.

Adieu to my comrades, a while we must part;
Likewise the dear girlie who has won my heart;
The cold ice on Greenland my love will not chill;
The longer my absence, the stronger love’s thrill.

Awhile I must leave you and go to the sea;
Wish luck to the bonnie ship that I’m going wi’;
And when I am sailing upon the wide main,
Be cheerful and happy till I come again.

Our ship is well rigged and ready to sail,
Our crew they are anxious to follow the whale
Where the icebergs float and the stormy winds blow,
Where the land and the ocean are covered with snow.

The cold land of Greenland is barren and bare;
No seed-time or harvest is ever known there;
The birds here sing sweetly on mountain and dale,
But there’s nary a birdie to sing to the whale.

There’s no habitation for man to live there;
The king of that country’s the fierce Greenland bear;
There’ll be no temptation to tarry long there,
With our ship bumper-full we’ll homeward repair.

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