The leaving of Liverpool

Farewell to you, my own true love
I am going far away
I am bound for California
But I know that I'll return some day

So fare thee well, my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling, when I think of thee

I have skipped on a Yankee sailing ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say that she's a floating hell

So fare thee well...

Oh the sun is on the harbour, love
And I wish I could reamin
For I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again

So fare thee well...

I'm bound away to leave you
Good-bye, my love, good-bye
There ain't but one thing that grieves me
That's leaving you behind

So fare thee well...

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