Il testo della The leaving of liverpool

Farewell to you, my own true love
I am going far, far away
I am bound for california
And i know that i'll return someday

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 darling, when i think of thee

I have shipped on a yankee sailing ship
Davy crockett is her name
And her captain's name was burgess
And they say that she's a floating 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 darling, when i think of thee

Oh, the sun is on the harbor, love
And i wish that i could remain
For i know that 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 darling, when i think of thee