Oh, fare thee well, I must be gone
And leave you for a while.
If ever I go I will return
If I go ten thousand miles.
If I go
If I go
If I go ten thousand miles.
Ten thousand miles it is so far
To leave me here alone
While I may lie lament and cry
And you'll not hear my moan.
And you
No, you
And you'll not hear my moan.
The crow that is so black, my love,
Will change its colour white.