The Leaving of Liverpool

Farewell to Prince’s landing stage

Mersey river, fare-thee-well
I am bound for Californ-i-a
A place that I know right well

 

[chorus]

So, fare-thee-well, my own true love
When I return, united we will be (We will be!)
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But me darling, when I think of thee

 

 

I am bound on a Yankee clipper ship
The Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
They say that she's a floating hell

 

[chorus]

So, fare-thee-well, my own true love
When I return, united we will be (We will be!)
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But me 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 well
If he’s not, well he's sure in hell

 

[chorus]

So, fare-thee-well, my own true love
When I return, united we will be (We will be!)
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But me darling, when I think of thee

 

(instrumental)

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Fare-thee-well to Lower Frederick Street
Anson Terrace and Park Lane
I am bound away on the roaring main
And I never shall see you more

 

[chorus]

So, fare-thee-well, my own true love
When I return, united we will be (We will be!)
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But me darling, when I think of thee

 

[chorus]

So, fare-thee-well, my own true love
When I return, united we will be (We will be!)
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But me darling, when I think of thee