Fare Thee Well

Fare you well my dear
I must be gone
And leave you for awhile
If I roam away, I'll come back again
Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
Though I roam ten thousand miles

So fair thou art, my bonny lass
So deep in love am I
But I never will prove false
To the bonny lass I love
'Til the stars fall from the sky, my dear
'Til the stars fall from the skies

The sea will never run dry, my dear
Nor the rocks melt with the sun
And I never will prove false to the bonny lass I love
'Til all these things be done, my dear
'Til all these things be done

Oh yonder doth sit the little turtle dove
He doth sit on yonder high tree
A making a moan for the loss of his love
As I will do for thee, my dear
As I will do for thee

Fare you well my dear I must be gone
And leave you for awhile
If I roam away I'll come back again
Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
Though I roam ten thousand miles