The Leaving of Liverpool

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Farewell to you, my own true love, I am going far away. I am bound for California, but I know that I'll return some day. 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.