Текст песни Mumford & Sons - Farewell

This is the cover performed by Marcus Mumford and The Punch Brothers at the 
concert inspired by the "Inside Llewyn Davis" film:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=miZRqUIOVfA

Capo 4 fret

Chords:
  [320003]
  [x32001]
  [xx0323]
* [302010] 

So, it's fare thee well, my darling 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 Californ

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

Oh, the weather is against me and the wind blows hard
And the rain she's a-turning into hail
And I still might strike it lucky on a highway going west
                                       *  
But 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 will write you a letter from time to time
As I'm rambling you can travel with me too
With my head, my heart and my hands, my love
                                        *  
I will send what I learn back home to you

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 will tell you of the laughter and the troubles
Be them somebody else's or my own
With my hands in my pockets and my coat collar high
                                     *
I will travel or unnoticed and unknown

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

             *                              
It ain't the leaving, that's a-grieving me
                                           *   
But my true love who's bound to stay behind