Oh it’s fare thee well my darlin’ true
I’m leavin’ the first hour of the morn
I’m bound off for the bay of Mexico
Or maybe the coast of Californ’

So it’s fare thee well my own true love
We’ll meet another place, another time
It ain’t the leavin’ that’s agrievin’ me
But my true love that’s bound to stay behind

Oh the weather is against me and the wind she blows hard
The rain it’s turnin’ into hail
I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin’ west
Though I’m travelin’ on a path beaten trail

I will tell you of the laughter and the troubles I have seen
Be it somebody else’s or my own
With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high
I will travel unnoticed and unknown

I’ve heard tales of a town that I might as well be bound
It’s down around the Mexican plain
They say that the people are all friendly there
And all they ask of you is your name

[1] Oh it’s fare thee well my [4] darlin’ [1] true
I’m leavin’ the first hour of the [5] morn [2maj] [5]
I’m [1] bound off for the bay of [4] Mexi-[1]-co
Or maybe the [5] coast of Cali-[1]-forn’

So it’s [5] fare thee well my [4] own true [1] love
We’ll meet another place, another [5] time
It ain’t the [1] leavin’ that’s a–[4]-grievin’ me
But my [5] true love that’s bound to stay be-[1]-hind

Oh the weather is against me and the wind she blows hard
The rain it’s turnin’ into hail
I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin’ west
Though I’m travelin’ on a path beaten trail

I will tell you of the laughter and the troubles I have seen
Be it somebody else’s or my own
With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high
I will travel unnoticed and unknown

I’ve heard tales of a town that I might as well be bound
It’s down around the Mexican plain
They say that the people are all friendly there
And all they ask of you is your name