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 peace
And harmony

Oh brother help me with my traveling case
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 have non above
But to stay I fear that I will be called
To take up arms against another's love

I cannot live this life in misery
I can't kill for my God and country
So let me go without a tear
And do not judge me harsh for leaving here

And I'll sing . . .