***THE LEAVING OF LIVERPOOL - trad. Arr. by The Pogues from the single "Sally MacLennane" The Leaving Of Liverpool - as performed by The Pogues C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CFare (x32010@1)thee well to you, my own true love, Gthere (320003@1)were many fare thee wells. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CI (x32010@1)am bound for California, G (320003@1) Ca (x32010@1)place that I know right well. G (320003@1) F (133211@1) CSo (x32010@1)fare the well, my own true love, Gwhen (320003@1)I return united we will be. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CIt's (x32010@1)not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me, G (320003@1) Cbut (x32010@1)my darling when I think of thee. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CI (x32010@1)am bound on a yankee clipper ship, GDavy (320003@1)Crockett is her name. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CAnd (x32010@1)her captain's name it is Burgess, G (320003@1) Cand (x32010@1)they say that she's a floating Hell. G (320003@1) F (133211@1) CSo (x32010@1)fare the well, my own true love, Gwhen (320003@1)I return united we will be. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CIt's (x32010@1)not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me, G (320003@1) Cbut (x32010@1)my darling when I think of thee. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CI (x32010@1)sailed with Burgess once before, Gand (320003@1)I think I know him well, C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CIf (x32010@1)a man's a sailor he will get along, G (320003@1) Cif (x32010@1)he's not then he's sure in Hell. G (320003@1) F (133211@1) CSo (x32010@1)fare the well, my own true love, Gwhen (320003@1)I return united we will be. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CIt's (x32010@1)not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me, G (320003@1) Cbut (x32010@1)my darling when I think of thee. C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CThe (x32010@1)ship is in the harbor, love, Gand (320003@1)you know I can't remain, C (x32010@1) F (133211@1) CI (x32010@1)know it will be a long long time G (320003@1) Cbefore (x32010@1)I see you again. So fare the well, my own true love, when I return united we will be. It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me, but my darling when I think of thee. So fare the well, my own true love, when I return united we will be. It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me, but my darling when I think of thee