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Farewell to you, my own true love,
For I'm sailing far away,
I am bound for Valparaiso,
And I know that I'll be back some day (Chorus)
(Chorus)
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’m bound to California,
By way of ol’ Cape Horn,
And I bet that I will curse the day
And the hour that I was born. (Chorus)
I have shipped on a Yankee sailing ship,
Davy Crockett is her name,
And Burgess in the captain of her,
And they say that she’s a floating shame. (Chorus)
‘Tis me second passage with ol’ Burgess,
And I think I knows him well.
If a man’s a sailor, he can get along,
But if not, he’s sure in hell. (Chorus)
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. (Chorus)
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