paroles de chanson Leaving of Liverpool - FIDDLER'S GREEN

Farewell to Princes′ landing stage
River Mersey fare thee well
I am bound for California
A place that I know right well

I'm bound on a Yankee sailing ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say she is a floating shame

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
And I think that I know him well
If a man's a sailor he'll get along
But if not then he′d sure be in hell

Oh the sun is on the harbour, love
And I wish that I could remain
For I know it will be a long, long time
Before I 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

It's not the leaving of Liverpool
I′m grieving when I think of you
I miss you, I miss you
The sun is on the harbor, love
The ocean with the sky above
It's not the sea that makes me grieve
The tide is high, I have to leave

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 you my own true love
I am sailing far, far away
I am bound for California
But I know I'll return some day

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
But my darling, when I think of thee