Testo Farewell To Cotia

Ye brave bold men of Cotia, The time is drawing near Ye'll have tae change your language, lads, Ye'll have tae change your beer But leave your picks behind ye, Ye'll no need them again An off ye go tae Nottingham Join Roben's merry men Ye brave bold lads of Cotia The time is drawing thus Ye'll have tae change your banner, lads, And join the exodus But leave your cares behind ye Your future has been planned And off ye go tae Nottingham Tae Roben's Promised Land Ye brave bold men of Cotia Tae you I bid farewell An somebody will someday The Cotia story tell But leave your cares behind ye The death knell has been tolled Cotia was the colliery Her men were true and bold