this place i love

Sister bring my hat and coat and gloves to me
Dear sister bring my hat and coat and gloves to me
For I am going to a place, that knows only of peaceAnd harmony
Oh brother help me with my traveling case
For to this land I now depart
My memory to vanish without trace
And I’ll sing . . .
It is with great despair I leave this place, I love My friend my family ;to stay I fear that I will be called to take up arms against another’s love..
I cannot live this life in misery
So let me go without a tearAnd do not judge me harsh for leaving here
And I’ll sing . . .