Marianne

Fare thee well, my own true love

Fare thee well, my dear

The ship is awaitin', and the wind blows high

And I am bound away to the sea, Marianne

Ten thousand miles away from you

Ten thousand miles or more

The earth will burn, and the sea will freeze

If never may I return to you, Marianne

Lobster boilin' in the pot

Bluefish on the hook

The suffering long but it's nothing like

The ache I bear for you my dear, Marianne

Oh, I wish I had a flask of gin

Sugar here for two

And a great big bowl for to mix it in

I'd pour a drink for you my dear, Marianne

Fare thee well, my own true love

Fare thee well, my dear

The ship is awaitin', and the wind blows high

And I am bound away to the sea, Marianne

And I am bound away to the sea, Marianne