Fare well to Princes landing stage
Mersey River, fare thee well
I am bound for Califor-ny-ay
A place I know right well
Farewell to you my own true love
I am going far away
I am bound for Californ-ny-ay
But I know Ill return someday
So fare thee well my own true love
And when I return, united we will be
Its not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I am bound for California
By the way of the stormy Cape Horn
And Ill write to you a letter, love
When I am homeward bound
I have signed on a Yankee clipper ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say she is a floating shame
I have sailed with Burgess once before
And I think I know him right well
If a man is a sailor, he can get along
But if not than hes surely in hell
Oh, the fog is on the harbor love
And I wish I could remain
But I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again