Leaving of Liverpool

Farewell to you, my own true love
For I’m sailing far away
I am bound for Valparaiso
But I know that I’ll be back some day

So fare thee well, my own true love
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin’ when I think of thee

I am bound for Valparaiso
By way of old Cape Horn
And I fear that I will rue the day
And the hour that I was born

So fare thee well, my own true love
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin’ when I think of thee

I am bound upon a Yankee sailing ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And I hear that she’s a floating shame

So fare thee well, my own true love
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin’ when I think of thee

‘Tis me second passage with old Burgess
And I think I know him well
If a man’s a sailor, he can get along
If not, he’s sure in hell

So fare thee well, my own true love
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin’ when I think of thee

Oh, the sun is on the harbor, love
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
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin’ when I think of thee

So fare thee well, my own true love
For when I return, united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darlin’ when I think of thee