Roger Whittaker - The last farewell

There's a ship lie^Gs rigged and ready in the harbor^{D7 G} tomorrow for old England she sa^G7ils ^C far awa^Amy from your land of endless sunshine ^C to my land f^Am7ull of rainy skies and gales ^D7 and I ^Gshall be on aboard t^D7hat ship tomorrow ^G though my heart is full of tears at this fa^G7rewell ^C

^AmFor y^Bmou ^Dare ^Gbeautifu^Eml and^Am I have loved you dearly ^D7 more dearly ^Am7than the spoken word ca^D7n tell ^{G Am}for^Bm you^D are^G beautifu^Eml and^Am I have loved you dearly ^D7 more dearly^Am7 than the spoken word ca^D7n tell ^G

^GI heard there's a wicked war a^D7 blazing ^G and the taste of war I know so very we^G7ll ^C Even now I ^Amsee that foreign flag a raising ^C their guns ^Am7on fire as we sailed into hell ^D7 I ha^Gve no fear of death it b^D7rings no sorrow ^G but how bitter will be this last farewel^G7l ^C

^AmFor ^Bmyou^D are ^Gbeautifu^Eml and ^AmI have loved you dearly^D7 more dearly^Am7 than the spoken wor^D7d can tell ^{G Am}for^Bm yo^Du are^G beautifu^Eml and ^AmI have loved you dearly^D7 more dearly ^Am7than the spoken word^D7 can tell ^G

^GThough death and darkness gather all about me ^{D7 G} and my ship be torn apart upon the^G7 sea ^G I shall smel^Aml again the fragrance of these islands ^C in the heavin^Am7g waves that brought me once to thee ^D7 and should^G I return safe home again to E^D7ngland ^G I shall watch the English mist roll through^G7 the dale ^C

^AmFor^Bm you^D are ^Gbeautifu^Eml and^Am I have loved you dearly ^D7 more dearly^Am7 than the spoken word c^D7an tell ^{G Am}for^Bm you^D are^G beauti^Emful an^Amd I have loved you dearly ^D7 more dearly ^Am7than the spoken word c^D7an tell ^G