Departing Song

Fare thee well love
My one true one
Fare thee well love
My own true one
Wind is blowing through the trees
Ships are sailing out to sea
And the sun is slowly setting on you and me So drink up my friend
This be the departing song
And is matters not who’s right
Which of us is wrong
We may meet again beneath the shady pines
With the warm breeze blowing through the grass
In the summertime
Oh fare thee well love
I must be movin on It’s just as well
The time we had is gone
For the West coast I’ll be bound
And there’s no need in hangin around
And I long to see my feet
Back on the ground
So drink up my friends
This be the departing song
And it matters not who’s right
Which of us is wrong
Drink up my friend
Cause this be the departing song
And it matters not who’s right
Which of us is wrong
Cause this be the departing song
Fare thee well