Fare thee well to Prince's Landing Stage
River Mersey, fare thee well
I'm bound for Californ-i-a
A place I know right well

So fare thee well, my own true love
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 am bound for Californ-i-a
By way of stormy Cape Horn
And I will write to thee a letter 'a love
When I am homeward bound

So fare thee well, my own true love
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 sailed on a Yankee clipper ship
'Davy Crockett' is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say that she's a floating shame

So fare thee well, my own true love
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 sailed with Burgess once before
I think I know him well
Oh, if a man's a sailor he will get along
But if not, then he's sure in hell

So fare thee well, my own true love
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

Fare thee well, to Lower Frederick Street
Anson Terrace and Park Lane
Oh, I am bound away for to leave you
I may never see you again

So fare thee well, my own true love
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

So fare thee well, my own true love
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