The Leaving of Liverpool

Fare thee well to Prince's Landing Stage River Mersey, fare thee well I'm bound for California A place I know right well So fare thee well, my own true love 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 stormy Cape Horn And I will write to thee a letter 'a love When I am homeward-bound So fare thee well, my own true love 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 on a Yankee clipper ship 'Davy Crockett' is her name And Burgess is the captain of her And they say that she's a floating shame So fare thee well, my own true love 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 I think I know him well Oh, if a man's a sailor he will get along But if not, then he's sure in hell So fare thee well, my own true love 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 Park Lane Oh, I am bound away for to leave you I may never see you again So fare thee well, my own true love 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 So fare thee well, my own true love 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