Roger Whittaker - The last farewell
Tekst: Ron A. Webster / Muziek: Roger Whittaker
(1975)






There’s a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a 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 the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell



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 dell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than a spoken word can tell









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