Mary Ann from Dream Train by Frisco Kipling

Fare thee well, my own true love!
Fare thee well, my dear!
For the ship is a-waitin
and the wind blows high,
and I am bound away
to the sea, Mary Ann—
and I am bound away
to the sea, Mary Ann.

Ten thousand miles away from home,
ten thousand miles or more.
Well, the sea may freeze
and the earth may burn
if I never no more
return to you, Mary Ann—
if I never no more
return to you, Mary Ann.

Fair daughter of the Emerald Isle,
I’m off to foreign shores,
but I wish you well,
darling, all the while,
though I’ll know your love
no more, my dear, Mary Ann—
though I’ll know your love
no more, my dear, Mary Ann.

Your curls of crimson seem to me
as brilliant as the dawn,
and your words will wing
in dreams to me,
wherever I have gone,
my dear, Mary Ann—
wherever I have gone,
my dear, Mary Ann.

Though our two lives be torn apart,
I’ll run my prow aground,
and I’ll make my home
with a heavy heart
where the work waits
to be found, my dear, Mary Ann—
where the work waits
to be found, my dear, Mary Ann.

So fare thee well, my own true love!
Fare thee well, my dear!
For the ship is a-waitin
and the wind blows high,
and I am bound away
to the sea, Mary Ann—
and I am bound away
to the sea, Mary Ann.

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