LT 20 I am Going to the West 
                                 Connie Dover


In this fair land Iíll stay no more
Here labor is in vain
Seek the mountains far away
And leave the fertile plain
Where waves of grass and oceans roll into infinity
I stand ready on the shore
To cross the inland sea

I am going to the West
You say you will not go with me
You turn your eyes away 
You say you will not follow me
No matter what I say
I am going to the West
I am going to the West

I will journey to the place
That was shaped by heavenís hand
I will build for me a bower
Where angels footprints mark the land
Where castled rocks and towers lie
Lead to valleyís wide and green
All my thoughts are turned to you
My waking hope my sleeping dream

I am going to the West
You say you will not go with me
You turn your eyes away
You say you will not follow me
No matter what I say
I am going to the West
I am going to the West

And when sun gives way to moon
And silver starlight fills the sky
In the arms of these last beds
Is where Iím bound to lie
Wind my blanket, earth my bed
My cadoc be a tree
Willows round the rivers edge
Will whisper me to sleep

I am going to the West
You say you will not go with me
You turn your eyes away
You say you will not follow me
No matter what I say
I am going to the West
I am going to the West

Performer Christine the Good