Adieu to Nova Scotia

The sun had sunk all in the west,
The birds sang sweet in ev'ry tree
All nature seemed inclined to rest,
But oh, there is no rest for me.

So a-dieu to No-va Sco-tia's sea bound coast,
Let her moun-tains dark and drear-y be. But when
I am far a-way on the bri-ny ocean tossed
Will you ev-er give a sigh or wish for me?

I grieve to leave my native land,
I grieve to leave my comrades dear;
My tender parents that I love so well,
And the bonny, bonny lassie I do adore.