Oh it’s fare thee well my darlin’ true I’m leavin’ in the first hour of the morn I’m bound off for the bay of Mexico Or maybe the coast of 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 a-grievin’ 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 Though I’m travelin’ on a path 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 a-grievin’ 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, 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 a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind
I will tell you of the laughter and of 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 a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind
I’ve heard tell of a town where I might as well be bound It’s down around the old Mexican plains They say that the people are all friendly there And all they ask of you is your name So it’s fare thee well my own true love We’ll meet another day, another time It ain’t the leavin’ That’s a-grievin’ me But my true love who’s bound to stay behind