"Farewell to Nova Scotia" is a popular folk song from Nova Scotia that is an adaptation of the 1791 Scottish folk song "The Soldier's Adieu", printed in 1803 in a Glasgow newspaper and attributed to Robert Tannahill. When the song began to be adapted by Nova Scotians is unknown. In the 1930s, Folklorist Helen Creighton collected versions of the folk song from different communities along the eastern shore of Nova Scotia, such as Devils Island. She first collected the song in 1933 from Ann Greenough in Petpeswick, Nova Scotia. The song had a resurgence when Halifax CBC TV show, Singalong Jubilee, used Catherine McKinnon's version as the title theme. The song appears in the Penguin Book of Canadian Folk Songs. The song is catalogued as Roud Folk Song Index No. 384.
History
The 1791 Scottish folk song "The Soldier's Adieu" was first printed in 1803 in a Glasgow newspaper and attributed to Robert Tannahill. Philip A. Ramsay's 1838 edition of The Works of Robert Tannahill. With Life of the Author printed the first stanza of the song. Then Alexander Whitelaw published it in the 1843 edition of The Book of Scottish Song. David Semple then published it in his 1874 edition of The Poems and Songs of Robert Tannahill. In the 1930s, Folklorist Helen Creighton collected versions of the folk song, now entitled "Farewell to Nova Scotia", from different communities along the eastern shore of Nova Scotia, such as Devils Island. She first collected the song in 1933 from Ann Greenough in Petpeswick, Nova Scotia. Another version of "The Soldier's Adieu" was also recorded in the 1940s in Quebec entitled, "On the Banks of Jeddore". The song had a resurgence when Halifax CBC TV show "Singalong Jubilee" used Catherine McKinnon's version as the title theme.
Chorus: Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast, let your mountains dark and dreary be. for when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed, Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me? 1. The sun was setting in the west, The birds were singing on every tree. All nature seemed inclined to rest But still there was no rest for me. Chorus 2. I grieve to leave my native land, I grieve to leave my comrades all, And my aging parents whom I've always loved so dear, And the bonnie, bonnie lass that I do adore. Chorus 3. The drums they do beat and the wars do alarm, The captain calls, I must obey. Farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charms, For it's early in the morning and I'm far, far away. Chorus 4. I have three brothers and they are at rest, Their arms are folded on their chest. But a poor simple sailor just like me, Must be tossed and turned in the deep dark sea. Chorus