| Lyrics: | FAREWELL TO FUNERY
Wind is fare and the day is fine
And swiftly swiftly runs the
time
The boat is floating on the tide
That wafts me off from Funery
We
must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
We must up and haste away
Farewell, farewell to Funery
Thousand, thosand tender tides
Awake this day my
plaintive cries
My hear within me almost dies
At thought of leaving Funery
CHORUS
I musty leave these happy dales
See, see they spread their flapping
sails
Adeau, adeau my native vales
Farewell, farewell to Funery
CHORUS
BREAK
Recorded by
Knowe-O-Deil
@sailor
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