Ten Thousand Miles

Fare thee well my dear I must be gone and leave you for a while
If I roam away I'll come back again
If I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
If I roam ten thousand miles

The seas will never run dry my dear, nor the rocks melt with the sun
And I'll never prove false to the bonny lass I love
Till all these things be done, my dear
Until all these things be done

O yonder sits that little turtle dove, he does sit on yonder high tree
Making a mourn for the loss of his love
As I will make for thee, my dear
As I will make for thee

Fare thee well my dear I must be gone and leave you for a while
If I roam away I'll come back again
If I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
If I roam ten thousand miles



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Writer(s): Kathryn Kavanagh
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