The Shores Of Amerikay

The Shores Of Amerikay - Margo

I'm bidding farewell to the land of my youth

And the homes I love so well

And the mountains grand of my own native land

I'm bidding them all farewell

With an aching heart I'm bidding adieu

For tomorrow I sail far away

Over the raging foam far to seek a home

On the shores of Amerikay

So gather I'm boy see a last rising sun

For tomorrow I sail at the daun

Over the raging foam far to seek a home

On the shores of Amerikay

It's not for the want of employment I'm going

It's not for the love of fame

That fortune bright may shine over me

And give me a glorious name

It's not for the love the gold I'm going

Over the sweary and stormy sea

But to seek a home for my own true love

On the shores of Amerikay

So gather I'm boy see a last rising sun

For tomorrow I sail at the daun

Over the raging foam far to seek a home

On the shores of Amerikay

And as I am bidding my last farewell

The tears like rain will bline

To think of my friends in my own native land

And the home I'm leaving behind

But if I'm to die on a foreign land

And be buried so far far away

No fond mother's tears will be shed over my grave

On the shores of Amerikay