| Fair thee well, my own true love
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| Fair well for a while, I’m going away
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| But I’ll be back, if I go 10,000 miles, if I go 10,000 miles
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| And the seas they will burn
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| The sun, it will dry the ocean up
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| If I never return, my love
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| Don’t you see that morning dove
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| Sitting up on the line, she’s weeping for her own true love
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| As I will wait for mine, as I will wait for mine
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| And the seas they will burn
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| The sun, it will dry the ocean up
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| If I never return, my love, to you
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| Come you back, my own true love
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| Still, I will wait, if I’ve had a friend on this earth
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| You’ve been a friend to me, you’ve been a friend to me
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| And the seas they will burn, my love
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| The sun, it will dry the ocean up
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| If I never return, my love |