Good-bye, Fare You Well

Oh, fare you well, I wish you well!
Good-bye, fare you well; good-bye, fare you well!
Oh, fare you well, my bonny young lassies,
Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound!

The billows roll, the breezes blow,
To us they're calling: sheet home and go!

We're homeward bound, and I hear the sound,
So heave on the caps'n and make it spin round.

Our anchor's aweigh and our sails they are set,
And the girls we are leaving we leave with regret.

She's a flash clipper packet and bound for to go,
Good-bye, fare you well; good-bye, fare you well!
With the girls on her towrope she cannot say no.
Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound!
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