The Pogues

The Pogues - The Leaving Of Liverpool lyrics

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Fare thee well to you, my own true love
There were many fare thee wells
I am bound for California
A place that 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 am bound on a Yankee clipper ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And her Captain's name it is Burgess
And they say that 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

Oh, I've sailed with Burgess once before
And I think I know him well
If a man's a sailor he will get along
If he's not then he's sure to tell

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

Oh, the ship is in the harbour, love
And you know I can't remain
For I know that 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

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
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Author: traditional

Composer: ?

Publisher: Stiff Records

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Released in: 1985

Language: English

Appearing on: Red Roses For Me (remastered + Expanded) (2004)

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