HEADIN' FOR HALIFAX



Al McDonald

Chorus:

And I'm headin' for Halifax to see what's to spare

In the way of some work and if there's nothing there

It's Toronto out west, to God only knows where

And there's bound to be friends from back home.



1. Late spring, the leaves are all green

There's sheep on the hillside, bird on the wing,

Over my shoulder the last thing I've seen

The old home so weathered and gray.



2. We talked 'till three, my father and me

And the fiddle tunes flowed like the clear margurey

"Never forget who you are son," said me,

and I followed my brothers away.

3. One thing I know, where ever I go,

My heart's in Cape Breton, 'twill ever be so

Whenever the fiddler rosins the bow

My first and last thoughts are of home.





From the singing of Diane and Dick Thies, of Corvallis,

Oregon, who were living in Washington for two years, 1983- 1984.

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