Come all my dear comrades once more let us sing, And join your sweet voices in chorus with mine, Let us drink and be merry from sorrow refrain, We may never no never meet here all again.
My time is advancing and I must away, For to leave my best wishes with you that do stay; For to leave my dear comrades, who happy live here, And away to Jamaica my course I must steer.
May the heavens now bless us with a prosperous gale, And be our protection while we are under sail; Send us safe to the harbour, thro' the proud stormy wave, We will trust on his mercy who can sink or save.
Fare thee well, my own darling fare thee well for a while, When winter, is over, sweet summer will smile, I have learn'd an old proverb, I'll find it to be true, That true love is far better than the mines in Perue.
Fare you well my old Marta whoom I do love well, But when I shall return home no mortal can tell; Wherever I travel, by land or by sea, I'll always remember your kindness to me.
Fare the well my own darling whoom I do love well, May thou, by thy virtue, all others excell; True hearted and constant I ever shall be, Wherever I travel, by land or by sea.
Ye hills and ye valleys, I bid you farewell, But when I return no mortal can tell; Wherever I travel, by land or by sea, Your remembrance shall ever be dear unto me.
Come leave off all freting, drown care in a glass, Each lad drink a health to his darling sweet lass, May good luck attend them that are loyal and true, Here's a health, peace and plenty so farewell, adieu.
Bellingham= pronounced as Bellinjum Marta= Mother
Mr. Hepple has weritten " Bellingham was said to be wrote by one Martinson, a mechanic and a native of Wololburm in this country, previous to his setting out for Jamaica".-Polwarth