| Fare thee well to Prince’s Landing Stage
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| Mersey River, fare thee well
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| Well I am bound for California
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| But I know that I’ll return someday
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| So fare thee well, my own true love
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| When I return united we will be
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| It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
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| But my darling when I think of thee
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| Oh I have signed on the yankee sailin' ship
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| Davy Crockett is her name
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| And Burgess is the captain of her
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| And they say that she’s a floatin shame
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| Oh I have sailed w/ this Burgess once before
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| And I think that I know him quite well
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| For if a man is a sailor, he can get along
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| If not, he’s in a floating Hell
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| The sun is on the harbor, love
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| And I wish that I could be thain
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| Because I know it will be some long long time
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| Before we see you again |