The poetical works of Robert Stephen Hawker Edited from the original manuscripts and annotated copies together with a prefatory notice and bibliography by Alfred Wallis |
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THE CORNISH EMIGRANT'S SONG.
Oh! the eastern winds are blowing;
The breezes seem to say,
“We are going, we are going,
To North Americay.
The breezes seem to say,
“We are going, we are going,
To North Americay.
“There the merry bees are humming
Around the poor man's hive;
Parson Kingdon is not coming
To take away their tithe.
Around the poor man's hive;
Parson Kingdon is not coming
To take away their tithe.
“There the yellow corn is growing
Free as the king's highway;
So, we're going, we are going,
To North Americay.
Free as the king's highway;
So, we're going, we are going,
To North Americay.
“Uncle Rab shall be churchwarden,
And Dick shall be the squire,
And Jem, that lived at Norton,
Shall be leader of the quire;
And Dick shall be the squire,
And Jem, that lived at Norton,
Shall be leader of the quire;
“And I will be the preacher,
And preach three times a day
To every living creature
In North Americay.”
And preach three times a day
To every living creature
In North Americay.”
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