Let me go to my home in the far distant west,
To the scenes of my childhood, in innocence blest,
Where the tall cedars wave, and the bright waters flow,
Where my fathers repose, let me go, let me go,
Where my fathers repose, oh! there let me go.

And, oh! do let me go to my wild forest home,
No more from its life cheering fond pleasures to roam
Neath the grove of the glen let my ashes lie low,
To my home in the wood let me go,let me go,
To my home in the wood, oh! there let me go.

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