Farewell

Oh it's fare thee well, my darling true

I'm leaving in the first hour of the morn

I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico

Or maybe the coast of Californ'

So it's fare thee well, my own true love

We'll meet another day, another time

It ain't the leaving that's grieving me

But my true love who's bound to stay behind

Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard

And the rain she's a-turnin' into hail

I still might strike it lucky on a highway going west

Though I'm travelin' on a lonesome trail

So fare thee well, my own true love

We'll meet another day, another time

It ain't the leaving that's grieving me

But my true love who's bound to stay behind

I will write you a letter from time to time

As I'm rambling you can travel with me too

With my head, my heart, and my hands, my love

I will send what I know back home to you

So it's fare thee well, my own true love

We'll meet another day, another time

It ain't the leaving that's grieving me

But my true love who's bound to stay behind

I will tell you of the laughter and of troubles

Be them somebody else's or my own

With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high

I will travel unnoticed and unknown

So fare thee well, my own true love

We'll meet another day, another time

It ain't the leaving that's grieving me

But my true love who's bound to stay behind