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THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL
    Farewell to you, my own true love;
    I am going far away.
    I am bound for California,
    But I know that I'll return someday.

    CHORUS  So fare thee well, my own true love,
    	And when I return, united we will be.
    	It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
    	But, my darling, when I think of thee.

    I have shipped on a Yankee sailing ship;
    Davy Crockett is her name.
    And Burgess is the captain of her,
    And they say she is a floating hell.

    CHORUS

    Oh, the sun is on the harbour, love,
    And I wish I could remain,
    For I know it will be some long time
    Before I see you again.

    CHORUS