Mary Ann
As sung by Tom Paxton

Fare thee well, my own true love.
Fare thee well, my dear.
For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows high
And I am bound away to the sea, Mary Ann.
And I am bound away to 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 no more return to you, Mary Ann.
If I never no more return to you, Mary Ann.

A lobster boiling in a pot,
Bluefish on a hook.
They're suffering long but it's nothing like
The ache I bear for you, my dear Mary Ann.
The ache I bear for you, my dear Mary Ann.

Oh, had I bought a flask of gin,
Sugar here for two,
And a great big bowl for to mix 'em in.
I'd pour a drink for you, my dear Mary Ann.
I'd pour a drink for you, my dear Mary Ann.

Fare thee well, my own true love.
Fare thee well, my dear.
For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows high
And I am bound away to the sea, Mary Ann.
And I am bound away to the sea, Mary Ann.