Farewell to Tarwathie, adieu Mormond Hill
And the fair land of Crimond, I'll think of you still
I'm bound out for Greenland and ready to sail
In the hopes to find riches in hunting the whale
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 snow
Adieu to my comrades, for a while we must part
And likewise the dear lass who first won my heart
The cold coast of Greenland my love will not chill
And the longer my absence, more loving she'll feel
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 bird that can sing to 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'll be no temptation totarry long there
With our ship b**per full we will homeward repair
And the fair land of Crimond, I'll think of you still
I'm bound out for Greenland and ready to sail
In the hopes to find riches in hunting the whale
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 snow
Adieu to my comrades, for a while we must part
And likewise the dear lass who first won my heart
The cold coast of Greenland my love will not chill
And the longer my absence, more loving she'll feel
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 bird that can sing to 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'll be no temptation totarry long there
With our ship b**per full we will homeward repair