| Lyrics: | COME FARE AWAY
Bright is the morning and brisk is the weather;
Steady the wind o'er
the sweet singing sea.
Proudly, the tall ship arrives in the harbor;
Come fare away with
me.
Marnie, come fare away,
Come fare away with me;
There's an
island of dreams
Over the rolling sea.
Sails at the ready, we're bound for
Newfoundland;
Hasten, my darling, and do not delay.
Trees tall and green there, and fish
by the millions;
Come fare away with me.
CHORUS
Leave your
belongings, for things do but bind us;
Hemmed in, the life here it won't do for
me.
Fretting and trouble, we'll leave them behind us;
There is a land that's
free.
CHORUS
Lace on your good shoes of stout highland
leather;
Bring a warm shawl and a cup for the tea.
There is a new life, we'll build it
together;
Come fare away with me.
CHORUS
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Words by
Jean Ritchie, melody adapted from an old hymn.
Copyright Geordie Music Publishing,
Inc.
Recorded by Ed Trickett on "The Telling Takes Me Home," FSI-46
1972.
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