Paroles de The leaving of liverpool

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Farewell to princes' landing stage river mersey fare thee well
I am 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 have sailed with burgess once before, i think i know him well
If a man's a sailor he will get along, 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

Farewell to lower frederick street, anson terrace and park lane
I am bound away for to leave you and i'll 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

I am bound for california by way of stormy cape horn
And i will write to thee a letter, 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've shipped 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 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

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