FAREWELL TO FUNERY



Wind is fare and the day is fine

And swiftly swiftly runs the time

The boat is floating on the tide

That wafts me off from Funery



We must up and haste away

We must up and haste away

We must up and haste away

Farewell, farewell to Funery



Thousand, thosand tender tides

Awake this day my plaintive cries

My hear within me almost dies

At thought of leaving Funery



CHORUS



I musty leave these happy dales

See, see they spread their flapping sails

Adeau, adeau my native vales

Farewell, farewell to Funery



CHORUS



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