With kings and fools
And knaves in tow
The leaving song
Has far to go

They shake your head
And rattle your bones
With shallow truths
And hollow hopes

The leaving song
The leaving song
The leaving song

If this winter is hard
Where will you go
The snow may fall
And the wind may blow

On a pair of good boots
And a brand new coat
The eyes may feast
But the purse can't own

The leaving song
The leaving song
The leaving song
You could sail to France
On a leaky boat
Go down to Spain
And warm your toes

Take a long time
If you go by road
But time is tall
When you're on your own

The leaving song
The leaving song
The leaving song

So wipe your tears
And blow your nose
Curse this life
You never chose

Curse this rain
Curse this friend and foe
Come on boots
Steady we go

The leaving song
The leaving song
The leaving song