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© Pamela Morgan Publishing (a division of Amber Music)
In the first warmth of springtime, when soft winds blow
When there's ice in the harbour, that's when I will go
I won't miss the smell of melting snow
I'll be bound for a new life out west
Out West. Out West,
I'll be bound for a new life Out West
In the soft mists of summer, when caplin roll
And the lilacs are blooming, I'll be far from home
I won't miss the beach fires, or sunset's glow
I'll be starting a new life out west
Out West, Out West,
I'll be starting a new life Out West
When the hillsides are golden, and richest red
And the berries have ripened, I'll be way out west
I won't shed a tear for the love I left
I will find me another out west
Out West, Out West
I will find me another out west
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- Another Time: The Songs of Newfoundland
- 7 Years
- Celtic Spirits 2
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- Putumayo Presents: Women of the World: Celtic II
- On A Wing And A Prayer
- Ancestral Songs
- My Sister Sings
- Mystic Spirits, Volume 8
- Celtic Myst: Top 100
- Best of Keltica
- Secret Spirits, Volume 1
- Celtic Spirits 6
- Seven Years