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
Former thoughts of green valleys I see

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

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