My Own True Love
oh it's fare thee well my darling is true
I'm leaving in the first hour of the morn
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico
Or maybe the coast of California
So it's fare thee well my own true love
We'll meet another day another time
It ain't the leaving
That's a-grieving me
But my darling's bound to stay behind
Oh the weather is against me and the wind blows hard
And the rain she's a-turning into hail
I still might strike it lucky on a highway going west
Though I'm traveling on a path beaten trail
So it's fare thee well my own true love
We'll meet another day another time
It ain't the leaving
That's a-grieving me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind

I've heard tell of a town where I might as well be bound

It's down around the old Mexican plains
They say that the people are all friendly there
And all they ask of you is your name
So it's fare thee well my own true love
We'll meet another day another time
It ain't the leaving
That's a-grieving me
But my darling  who's bound to stay behind