Bright is the morning and brisk is the weather;
Steady the wind o'er the sweet singing sea
Proudly, the tall ship arrives in the harbor;
Come fare away with me
Marnie, come fare away,
Come fare away with me;
There's an Island Of Dreams
Over the rolling sea
Sails at the ready, we're bound for Newfoundland;
Hasten, my darling, and do not delay
Trees tall and green there, and fish by the millions;
Come fare away with me
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Leave your belongings, for things do but bind us;
Hemmed in, the life here it won't do for me
Fretting and trouble, we'll leave them behind us;
There is a land that's free
CHORUS
Lace on your good shoes of stout highland leather;
Bring a warm shawl and a cup for the tea
There is a new life, we'll build it together;
Come fare away with me
CHORUS
Words by Jean Ritchie, melody adapted from an old hymn
Copyright Geordie Music Publishing, Inc
Recorded by Ed Trickett on "The Telling Takes Me Home," FSI-46
1972
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