My Green Valleys II - The Wolfe Tones

Oh, the seagulls are calling

The wind is in the sail

And she’s fast moving out to the sea

On a ship bound for Saint John’s

Three thousand miles away

A human cargo, my comrades and me

Fare thee well, green valleys

God keep you the same

If in only my mind you’ll be

I’m sailing dark waters to far Americay

Never more my green valleys to see

It hurts me to think of the things I left behind

Though the famine has blackened the land

And to look now for something

That I may never find

Is a problem that’s now close at hand

Fare thee well, green valleys

God keep you the same

If in only my mind you’ll be

I’m sailing dark waters to far Americay

Never more my green valleys to see

There’s a fever a-ragin'

And the winds have died away

And the journey will no longer be

Though the plague is a shadow

That lingers night and day

Far across our green valleys I’ll be

Fare thee well, green valleys

God keep you the same

If in only my mind you’ll be

I’m sailing dark waters to far Americay

Never more my green valleys to see

Never more my green valleys to see