| Song | Ferry Me Over |
| Artist | Andy M. Stewart |
| Album | Fire In The Glen |
| 作词 : Stewart, Stewart | |
| I was forced to wander because that I was poor | |
| And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure | |
| And when that I was travellin oh what thought came to my mind | |
| That I had never seen her beauty til she was far behind | |
| Ferry me over, ferry me there | |
| To leave the hills of Caledonia, is more than the heart can bear | |
| When lost in distant days gone bywhere the simple joys I'd know | |
| The foreign winds cried "Caledonia it's time you were goin home" | |
| So I will find the tallest ship that's ever faced the foam | |
| And I will sail to Caledonia for Caledonia's my home | |
| cho Ferry me over, ferry me there | |
| To leave the hills of Caledonia, is more than the heart can bear | |
| By some friend or neighbor's side where the fires of love burn bright | |
| With songs and stories I'll share my adventurin' until the mornin light | |
| And should some young man ask of me "Is it brave or wise to roam" | |
| I'd bid him range the wide world over the better to know his own home | |
| I was forced to wander because that I was poor | |
| And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure | |
| And when that I was travellin' oh what thought came to my mind | |
| That I had never seen her beauty til she was far behind |
| zuò cí : Stewart, Stewart | |
| I was forced to wander because that I was poor | |
| And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure | |
| And when that I was travellin oh what thought came to my mind | |
| That I had never seen her beauty til she was far behind | |
| Ferry me over, ferry me there | |
| To leave the hills of Caledonia, is more than the heart can bear | |
| When lost in distant days gone bywhere the simple joys I' d know | |
| The foreign winds cried " Caledonia it' s time you were goin home" | |
| So I will find the tallest ship that' s ever faced the foam | |
| And I will sail to Caledonia for Caledonia' s my home | |
| cho Ferry me over, ferry me there | |
| To leave the hills of Caledonia, is more than the heart can bear | |
| By some friend or neighbor' s side where the fires of love burn bright | |
| With songs and stories I' ll share my adventurin' until the mornin light | |
| And should some young man ask of me " Is it brave or wise to roam" | |
| I' d bid him range the wide world over the better to know his own home | |
| I was forced to wander because that I was poor | |
| And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure | |
| And when that I was travellin' oh what thought came to my mind | |
| That I had never seen her beauty til she was far behind |