THE LAST FAREWELL

Roger Whittaker

C

There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbour

Am

To-morrow for old England she sails

Dm

Far a-way from your land of endless sunshine

G

To my land full of rainy skies and gales

C

And I shall be on board that ship to-morrow

G

Though my heart is full of tears at this fare-well

 

CHORUS:

F C F G

.. For you are beauti-ful and I have loved you dearly

F G C

More dearly than the spoken word can tell

F C F G

.. For you are beauti-ful and I have loved you dearly

F G C

More dearly than the spoken word can tell

 

I heard there's a wicked war a-blazing

And the taste of war I know so very well

Even now I see that foreign flag a-raising

Their guns on fire as we sailed into hell

I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow

But how bitter will be this last farewell

 

Though death and darkness gather all about me

And my ship be torn apart upon the sea

I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands

In the heaving waves that brought me once to thee

And should I return safe home again to England

I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale