Verse: So, it's fare thee well, my darling true I'm leaving 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 leaving, that's a-grieving me * But my true love who's bound to stay behind Verse: Oh, the weather is against me and the wind blows hard And the rain she's a-turning into hail And I still might strike it lucky on a highway going west * But I'm traveling 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 leaving, that's a-grieving me * But my true love who's bound to stay behind Verse: I will write you a letter from time to time As I'm rambling 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 leaving, that's a-grieving me * But my true love who's bound to stay behind Verse: I will tell you of the laughter and the troubles Be them somebody else's or my own With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high * I will travel or unnoticed and unknown So it's fare thee well my own true love We'll meet another day, another time It ain't the leaving, that's a-grieving me * But my true love who's bound to stay behind It ain't the leaving, that's a-grieving me * But my true love who's bound to stay behind