Latimer/Hoover
I am one of seven brothers
Five of us must leave and start again
In this land of Saints and Martyrs,
Tears of sadness hide within the rain

So fare thee well, Remember me
Sail from the Harbour of Tearss
I can hear my father calling
'Godspeed, my son,
wherever you may go'
He looked so small
down on the quayside
A man I guess
I'll never really know Goodbye, lad I'll miss you,
though I don't show it
I am a farmer of the land,
I'm not a man of words
Forgive me my failing,
you never knew me
Godspeed wherever you may go

So fare thee well,
Remember me
Sail from the Harbour of Tears