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. Mixed Vocals, Folk, Pirate Songs
Extended Properties Duration: 4:20
Tempo: Med Slow
Arrangement: No instruments Instruments: Alto Voice, Baritone Voice, Tenor Voice Vocal Mix: Mixed Vocals Language: English
Album: Going Overboard
Use Restrictions: Use in pornographic, x-rated, sexually stimulating or similar productions prohibited Use in products or productions advocating racial, sexual or similar discrimination or bias prohibited
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.