Fare thee well, my own true love
Fare thee well a while
For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows free
And i am bound away for the sea
Mary ann

If i had a flask of gin
Whiskey there for two
And a great big bowl for to mix them in
I'd mix a drink for you my dear
Mary ann

The lobster boiling in the pot
The bluefish on the hook;
The pain they bear is nothing like
The ache i bear for you, my dear
Mary ann

Fare thee well, my own true love
Fare thee well a while
For though i go i'll surely come again
Though it be ten thousand miles, my dear
Mary ann

Fare thee well, my own true love
Fare thee well, my dear
For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows free
And i am bound away for the sea
Mary ann