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Mary Ann #2Fare thee well, my own true loveFare thee well a while For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows free And I am bound away for the sea Mary Ann If I had a flask of gin Whiskey there for two And a great big bowl for to mix them in I'd mix a drink for you my dear Mary Ann The lobster boiling in the pot The bluefish on the hook The pain they bear is nothing like The ache I bear for you, my dear Mary Ann Fare thee well, my own true love Fare thee well a while For though I go I'll surely come again Though it be ten thousand miles, 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 free And I am bound away for the sea Mary Ann |