The Black Winds - Helldorado

The liner is waiting and once again I’m leaving

For a far off land where I’ll constantly be grieving

But not for the sake of the absentee mountain

But for the sake of that girl I met by the fountain

So fare thee well, so long my own true love

As time goes by, the faithless days grow longer

As the nights slowly pass, my ache for thee grows stronger

Stronger than the black winds on the dark and raging main

Stronger than the whiskey I drink for to ease my pain

So fare thee well, so long my own true love

I’ve been wounded and worn out and both my knees have been broken

I’ve been shot at and beaten but not a word of complaint I have spoken

For there’s nothing that hurts like the sufferin' of being away from thee

When thou are on the mountain and I’m on the dark rolling sea

So fare thee well, so long my own true love