Farewell

So it's fare thee well
My darling true
I'm leaving in the first hour of the morn'
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico
Or maybe even coastal Californ'

So it's fare thee well
My own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It ain't the leavin'
That's grieving me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind

Oh, the weather is against me
And the wind blows hard
And the rain she's a-turnin' into hail
I still might strike it lucky
On a highway goin' west
But I'm traveling on a half-beaten trail

So it's fare thee well
My own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It ain't the leavin'
That's grieving me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind

I will write you a letter
From time to time
As I'm ramblin', you can travel with me, too
With my head and my heart
And my hands, my love
I will send what I learn back home to you

So it's fare thee well
My own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It ain't the leavin'
That's grieving me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind

I will tell you of the laughter
And the troubles
Be them somebody else's or my own
With my hands in my pockets
And my coat collar high
I will travel unnoticed and unknown

So it's fare thee well
My own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It ain't the leavin'
That's grieving me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind

It ain't the leavin'
That's grieving me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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