Fare Thee Well

Oh, fare thee well, I must be gone

And leave you for a while

Wherever I go, I will return

If I go ten thousand miles

If I go-

If I go-

If I go ten thousand miles

Oh, ten thousand miles, it is so far

To leave me here alone

Well, I may lie, lament and cry

And you'll, you'll not hear my moan

And you'll-

No, you'll-

And you'll not hear my moan

Oh, the crow that is so black, my love

Will change his color white

If ever I should prove false to thee

The day, day will turn to night

Yes, the day-

Oh, the day-

Yes, the day will turn to night

Oh, the rivers never will run dry

For the rocks melt with the sun

I'll never prove false to the boy I love

Till all, all these things be done

Till all-

Till all-

Till all these things be done