Out West

© Pamela Morgan Publishing (a division of Amber Music)
 In the first warmth of springtime, when soft winds blow
 When there's ice in the harbour, that's when I will go
 I won't miss the smell of melting snow
 I'll be bound for a new life out west
 Out West. Out West,
 I'll be bound for a new life Out West
 In the soft mists of summer, when caplin roll
 And the lilacs are blooming, I'll be far from home
 I won't miss the beach fires, or sunset's glow
 I'll be starting a new life out west
 Out West, Out West,
 I'll be starting a new life Out West
 When the hillsides are golden, and richest red
 And the berries have ripened, I'll be way out west
 I won't shed a tear for the love I left
 I will find me another out west
 Out West, Out West
 I will find me another out west