Going to the West

In this fair land, I cannot stay

Here labor is in vain

I'll leave the mountains of my birth

To seek the fertile plains

I'm going to the West

You say you will not go with me

You turn your eyes away from me

You say you will not follow me

No matter what I say

I'm going to the West

It's many years since we first met

And you became my bride

Now I must journey far away

Without you by my side

You say you will...

I'll leave you here in the land you love

Mid scenes so bright and fair

Where fragrant blossoms are a-bloomin'

And music fills the air

You say you will...