Oh, fare thee well, my darling true
I'm leaving the first hour of the morn'
I'm bound all for the Bay of Mexico
Or maybe the coast of Californ'

And fare thee well, my own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It's not a leavin' that greave in me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind

I've heard of a city where I might as well be bound
Down among the Mexican Plains
They say that the people are all friendly there
And all they ask of you is your name

So fare thee well, my own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It's not a leavin' that greave in me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind

All the weather is against me
And the wind is blowin' hard
And the rain is turning into hail

But I still might strike it lucky
On a highway goin' West
Though I'm travelling alone
Along some trail
And fare thee well, my own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It's not a leavin' that greave in me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind

I'll write you of the laughter and the souls
With they somebody else as or my own
With my hands in my pockets and my cold polar high
I'll travel unnoticed and alone

And fare thee well, my own true love
We'll meet another day, another time
It's not a leavin' that greave in me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind