Well I was born without a name

Beyond the cold green hills

of North Thumberlin Strait

My great-grandfathers of Port Hood

Are all dead and gone, moved away

And I'm another motherless son

Chasing the stars through the sky

Until I find my home to rest

And finally say goodbye

And why do you turn me away my love?

For too long I've been wondering

It's an ancient wind

that blows me back across

The Straits of North Thumberlin

And I'm another motherless son

Chasing the stars through the sky

Until I find my home to rest

And finally say good-bye