The True Lover's Farewell
Oh fare thee well, I must be gone
And leave you for awhile
Wherever I go, I will return
If I go ten thousand miles my dear
If I go ten thousand miles
Ten thousand miles it is so far
To leave me here alone
Well, I may lie, lament and cry
And you willl not hear me mourn, my dear
You will not hear me mourn
As you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
The crow that is so black, my dear
Shall change his color white
And if ever I should prove false to the one that I love
The day shall turn to night, my dear
The day shall turn to night
Yes, the day, oh the day, yes the day will turn to night
Oh don't you see that milk white dove,
Sitting on yonder tree,
Lamenting for her own true love
As I lament for thee, my dear
As I lament for thee
As you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
The rivers never will run dry
Nor the rocks melt with the sun
And I never will prove false to the one that I love
Till all these things be done, my dear
Till all these things be done
Oh fare thee well, I must be gone
And leave you for awhile
Wherever I go, I will return
If I go ten thousand miles my dear
If I go ten thousand miles
As you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
And leave you for awhile
Wherever I go, I will return
If I go ten thousand miles my dear
If I go ten thousand miles
Ten thousand miles it is so far
To leave me here alone
Well, I may lie, lament and cry
And you willl not hear me mourn, my dear
You will not hear me mourn
As you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
The crow that is so black, my dear
Shall change his color white
And if ever I should prove false to the one that I love
The day shall turn to night, my dear
The day shall turn to night
Yes, the day, oh the day, yes the day will turn to night
Oh don't you see that milk white dove,
Sitting on yonder tree,
Lamenting for her own true love
As I lament for thee, my dear
As I lament for thee
As you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
The rivers never will run dry
Nor the rocks melt with the sun
And I never will prove false to the one that I love
Till all these things be done, my dear
Till all these things be done
Oh fare thee well, I must be gone
And leave you for awhile
Wherever I go, I will return
If I go ten thousand miles my dear
If I go ten thousand miles
As you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
My heart you'll hold in your strong hands
While I wait for your return.
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Writer(s): Traditional, Mac Killop Rob
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