Farewell - Judy Collins

Oh, fare thee well, my darling true

I’m leavin', the first hour of morn'

I’m bound off for the Bay of Mexico

Or maybe the Coast of Californ'

So, fare thee well, my own true love

We’ll meet another day, another time

It’s not the leavin' that’s grieving me

But my true love, who’s bound to stay behind

The weather is against me and the wind blows hard

The rain is turnin' into hail

I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin' west

Though I’m travelin on a lonesome trail

So, fare thee well, my own true love

We’ll meet another day, another time

It’s not the leavin' that’s grieving me

But my true love, who’s bound to stay behind

I’ll tell you of the laughter and the troubles

Either somebody else’s or my own

With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high

I’ll travel unnoticed and unknown

So, fare thee well, my own true love

We’ll meet another day, another time

It’s not the leavin' that’s grieving 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

Down around the Mexican plains

They say that the people all are friendly there

All they ask of you is your name

So, fare the well, my own true love

We’ll meet another day, another time

It’s not the leavin' that’s grieving me

But my true love, who’s bound to stay behind