Farewell

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's not the leaving that's grieving me

But my true love whose bound to stay behind

Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard

And the rain she's a turning into hail

I still might strike it lucky on a highway going west

Though I'm travelinh on the path-beaten trail

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

I will write you a letter from time to time

As I'm rambling you can travel with me too

With my head in my heart and my hands my love

I will send what I learned back home to you

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

I'll tell you of the laughter and the troubles too

Be their somebody else's or my own

With my hands in my pocket and my coat collar high

I will travel unnoticed and unknown

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