Farewell to Mary Ann

 

Verse 1

Fare you well, my own Mary Ann!
Fare you well for a while!
For the ship's now ready, and the wind blows fair,
And I am bound for the sea, Mary Ann,
And I am bound for the sea, Mary Ann.

Verse 2

Don't you see the turtle dove,
Sitting on yonder stile,
Lamenting the loss of her true love?
And so am I for my Mary Ann,
And so am I for my Mary Ann.

Verse 3

A lobster in a lobster pot,
A blue fish wriggling on a hook,
Can suffer, oh not half of that
Which I do feel for my Mary Ann,
Which I do feel for my Mary Ann.