The Leaving Of Liverpool Video (MV)

Fare thee well to you, my own true love, I am sailing far away.
I am bound for California,
And I hope 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 clipper ship, "Davy Crockett" is her name.
And Burgess is the Captain of her,
And they say she's 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 well.
If a man's a sailor then he might get along, But if not, why, then he's sure 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.
Fare thee well to Lower Frederick Street, Anson Terrace and old Park Lane.
For I know it will be a long, 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.
I am bound for California, By way of the stormy Cape Horn
I will write to you a letter, love, When I am home-ward bound.
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 sun is shining on the harbour wall, And I wish I could remain.
For I know it will be a long, 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.
But my darling, when I think of thee