Departing Song The Rankin Family

Fare thee well love
My one true one
Fare thee well love
My own true one
Wind is blowing through the trees
Ships are sailing out to sea
And the sun is slowly setting on you and me

So drink up my friend
This be the departing song
And is matters not who's right
Which of us is wrong
We may meet again beneath the shady pines
With the warm breeze blowing through the grass
In the summertime

Oh fare thee well love
I must be movin on
It's just as well
The time we had is gone

For the West coast I'll be bound
And there's no need in hangin around
And I long to see my feet
Back on the ground