Из альбома: Dylan
Oh, fare thee well, my own true love, fare thee well but for a while
The ship is waiting and the wind blows high
And i am bound away for 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 nomore return to you, mary ann.
Oh, don't you see that crow fly high, she'll surely turn to white
If never i prove false to you
Let the Day Turn To Night, my dear, mary ann.
If i had a flask of gin and sugar here for two
And a great big bowl for two to mix it in
I'd pour a drink for you my dear, mary ann
Yes, i'd pour a drink for you my dear, mary ann.