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 a leavin' of
Liverpool that grieves me
But, my darling, when I think of thee
I have shipped 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, my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
It's not the leavin' of
Liverpool that grieves me
But, my darling, when I think of thee
I have been with
Burgess once before
And I think I know him right well
If a man is a seaman, he can get along
But if not, he is sure in hell
So fare thee well, my old true love
And when I return, united we will be
It's not the leavin' of
Liverpool that grieves me
But, my darling,
when I think of thee
Oh, sun is on the harbor, love,
And I wish I could remain,
For 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 leavin' of
Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin' when I think of thee