Capo 2nd Fret

G                    C           G             C
Oh fare thee well my own true love.
G                                      D
Fare thee well but for a while.
         G          C                  G                Em
The ship is waitin' an' the wind blows high,
     G         C        G                  C               G
An' I am bound away for the sea, Mary Ann.


Ten thousand miles away from home.
Ten thousand miles or more.
The sea may freeze an' the earth may burn,
If I never no more return to you, Mary Ann.

Oh don't you see that crow that fly high.
She'll surely turn to white.
If ever I prove false to you,
Let the day turn to night, my dear, Mary Ann.

Oh, if I had a flask of gin an' sugar here for two,
An' a great big bowl for 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.


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