| Outward bound, upon a ship that sails no ocean
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| Outward bound, it has no crew but me and you
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| All alone, when just a minute ago the shore
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| Was filled with people, with people that we knew
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| So farewell, adieu, so long, vaya con Dios
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| May they find whatever they are looking for
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| Remember when the wine was better than ever before
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| We could not ask, we could not ask for more
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| Outward bound upon a journey without ending
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| Outward bound, uncharted waters beneath our bow
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| Far behind, the green familiar shore is fading
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| Into time, and time has left us now
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| Outward bound, upon a ship with tattered sail
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| Outward bound upon a crooked, lonesome trail
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| Things we learn, we’ll just be satisfied in knowing
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| And we’ll tell it to our kids as a fairy tale |