The Leaving of Liverpool (Cover) by Seth Staton Watkins

The Leaving of Liverpool (Cover) by Seth Staton Watkins As is probably obvious, this cover was heavily influenced by The High Kings version, but I like what I did with it. "(The) Leaving of Liverpool", also known as "Fare Thee Well, My Own True Love", is a traditional folk song. Folklorists classify it as a lyrical lament and it was also used as a sea shanty, especially at the capstan. The song's narrator laments his long sailing trip to California and the thought of leaving his true love behind, vowing to return someday. "The Leaving of Liverpool" has been recorded by many popular folk singers and groups since the 1950s. The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem, The Dubliners, The Pogues, and The High Kings are among them. Lyrics: Fare thee well to Prince's Landing Stage River Mersey, fare thee well I am bound for California It's a place that I know right well So fare thee well, my own true love And when I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee I have signed on a Yankee Clipper ship Davy Crockett is her name And Burgess is the Captain of her And they say that she's a floating shame So fare thee well, my own true love And when I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee I have sailed with Burgess once before He's a man that I know right well If a man is a sailor, he can get along And if nothin' he is sure in Hell So fare thee well, my own true love And when I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee Now the sun is on the harbour, love And I wish I could remain For I know it will be a long, long time Before I see you again Here we go! So fare thee well, my own true love And when I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee So fare thee well, my own true love And when I return united we will be It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee