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The Last Farewell
There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor Tomorrow for old
England she sails Far away from your land of endless sunshine To my
land full of rainy skies and gales And I shall be aboard that ship
tomorrow Though my heart is full of tears at this 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
I've heard there's a wicked war a-blazing And the taste of war I
know so very well Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising Their
guns on fire as we sail 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 My ship be torn apart
upon the seas I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands In
the heaving waves that brought me once to thee And should I return home
safe again to England 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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