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THE
LAST FAREWELL There's
a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbour To-morrow
for old Far
a-way from your land of endless sunshine To
my land full of rainy skies and gales And
I shall be on board that ship to-morrow Though
my heart is full of tears at this fare-well For
you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly More
dearly than the spoken word can tell For
you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly More
dearly than the spoken word can tell I
heard there's a wicked war a-blazing And
the taste of war I know so very well Even
now I see that foreign flag a-raising Their
guns on fire as we sailed into hell I
have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow But
how bitter will be this last farewell For
you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly More
dearly than the spoken word can tell For
you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly More
dearly than the spoken word can tell Though
death and darkness gather all about me And
my ship be torn apart upon the sea I
shall smell again the fragrance of these islands In
the heaving waves that brought me once to thee And
should I return safe home again to I
shall watch the English mist roll through the dale For
you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly More
dearly than the spoken word can tell For
you are beautiful and I have loved you dearly More
dearly than the spoken word can tell |
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