Oh, fare thee well, my own true love, fare thee well but for a while
  The ship is waiting and the wind blows high
  And I am bound away for the sea, Mary Ann.
    Ten thousand miles away from home, ten thousand miles or more
  The sea may freeze and the earth may burn
  If I never nomore return to you, Mary Ann.
    Oh, don't you see that crow fly high, she'll surely turn to white
  If never I prove false to you
  Let the day turn to night, my dear, Mary Ann.
    If I had a flask of gin and sugar here for two
  And a great big bowl for two to mix it in
  I'd pour a drink for you my dear, Mary Ann
  Yes, I'd pour a drink for you my dear, Mary Ann.