Here is the lyric for "My Green Valleys" as requested by Mary G.
Cheers, Glen

Oh the seagulls are calling, the wind is in the sail
And she's fast moving out to the sea
On a ship bound for St. Johns, three thousand miles away
A human cargo, my comrades and me

It hurts me to think of, the things I left behind
Though the famine, has blackened the land
And to look now for something, that I may never find
Is a problem, thats now close at hand

    Farethee well green valleys, God keep you the same
    If in only my mind, you'll be
    I am sailing dark waters, to far Americay
    And never more, my green valleys to see

Oh the fever,s a ragin' and the winds have died away
And our journey, may no longer be
Though the plague is a shadow, that lingers night and day
Former thoughts of green valley, I see