Bounding Main
By: Bounding Main
Catalog ID: 282365   Duration: 4:20   Tempo: Med Slow   BPM: 98   Vocal: Mixed Vocals
Genre: Folk Music | Sea Shanties | Pirate songs
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Music director Jon Krivitzky's fantasia on Fareweel tae Tarwathie. We lovingly dedicate this song to the memory of our good friend Dave Zielinski. Fair winds and following seas, friend.   Keywords: Folk, Pirate, Sea Shanties, Maritime, Nautical, Faire, Sailors, Marine, Navy, Ship, Tall Ship

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Farewell to Tarwathie, adieu Mormond Hill
And the dear land o' Crimond, I'll bid you fareweel
I'm bound out for Greenland and ready to sail
In hopes to find riches in hunting the whale. 
Adieu to my comrades, for awhile we must part
And likewise the dear lass that fair won my heart
The cold ice of Greenland, my love will not chill
And the longer my absence, more loving she'll feel. 

Our ship is well rigged and she's ready to sail
Our crew, they are anxious to follow the whale
Where the icebergs do float and the stormy winds blow
Where the land and the ocean are covered with show. 

The cold coast of Greenland is barren and bare
No seed time nor harvest is ever known there
And the birds here sing sweetly on mountain and dale
But there isn't a birdie to sing tae the whale. 

There is no habitation for a man to live there
And the king of that country is the fierce Greenland bear
And there will be no temptation to tarry long there
With our ship bumper full, we will homeward repair.
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