Track byTony Rice
Oh, fare thee well, my darling true I'm leavin', the first hour of morn' I'm bound off for the Bay of Mexico Or maybe the Coast of Californ' So, fare thee well, my own true love We'll meet another day, another time It's not the leavin' that's grieving me But my true love, who's bound to stay behind The weather is against me and the wind blows hard The rain is turnin' into hail I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin' west Though I'm travelin on a lonesome trail So, fare thee well, my own true love We'll meet another day, another time It's not the leavin' that's grieving me But my true love, who's bound to stay behind I'll tell you of the laughter and the troubles Either somebody else's or my own With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high I'll travel unnoticed and unknown So, fare thee well, my own true love We'll meet another day, another time It's not the leavin' that's grieving me But my true love, who's bound to stay behind I've heard, tell of a town, where I might as well be bound Down around the Mexican plains They say that the people all are friendly there All they ask of you is your name So, fare the well, my own true love We'll meet another day, another time It's not the leavin' that's grieving me But my true love, who's bound to stay behind