Oh, fare thee well, my darlin' 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 grievin' 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 going 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 grievin' me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind
I'll tell you of the laughter and the troubles
Be they 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 grievin' 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 grievin' me
But my true love, who's bound to stay behind