Tuesday, August 16, 2011

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
And 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 signed on a yankee sailing ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say she is a floating shame

So fare thee well, my own true love
And 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 sailed with Burgess once before
And I think I know him right well
If a man is a sailor, he can get along
But if not than he's surely in hell

So fare thee well, my own true love
And 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

Oh, the fog is on the harbour love
And I wish I could remain
But I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again

So fare thee well, my own true love
And 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

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