The Leaving Of Liverpool

Farewell to Princes' landing stage River Mersey fare thee well I am bound for California A place I know right well So fare thee well my own true love 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'm bound off for California By the way of stormy Cape Horn I'll write to thee a letter, love When I am homeward bound So fare thee well my own true love 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 clipper ship Davy Crockett is her name And Burgess is the Captain of her And they that say she's a floating hell So fare thee well my own true love 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 sailed with Burgess once before I think I know him well If a man's a sailor, he'll get along If not, then he's sure in Hell So fare thee well my own true love 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 Farewell to Lower Frederick Street Anson Terrace and Park Lane I am bound away for to leave you And I'll never see you again So fare thee well my own true love 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 So fare thee well my own true love 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