Traditional
Westering ho with a song in the air,
Light of me eye and it’s goodbye to care.
Laughter and love are a welcoming there,
Pride of me heart my own love.
Tell me a tale of the orient gay,
Tell me of riches that come from Cathay .
Ah but it’s grand to be waken at day,
And find oneself nearer to Mylay.
Westering ho with a song in the air,
Light of me eye and it’s goodbye to care.
Laughter and love are a welcoming there,
Pride of me heart my own love.
Where are the folks like the folks of the west?
Canty and Bouty and kinely, are best.
There I would hie me, and there I would rest,
At home with my own folks in Mylay.
And it’s Westering ho with a song in the air,
Light of me eye and it’s goodbye to care.
Laughter and love are a welcoming there,
Pride of me heart my own love.
Now I’m at home and at home I do lay,
Dreaming of riches that come from Cathay.
I’ll hop a good ship and be on my way,
And bring back my fortune to Mylay.
And it’s Westering ho with a song in the air,
Light of me eye and it’s goodbye to care.
Laughter and love are a welcoming there,
Pride of me heart my own love.
And it’s Westering ho with a song in the air,
Light of me eye and it’s goodbye to care.
Laughter and love are a welcoming there,
Pride of me heart my own love.
