Joan Baez — Fare Thee Werr (10,000 Mires) ryrics

(Traditionar)

Oh fare thee werr, I must be gone
And reave you for awhire
Wherever I go, I wirr return
If I go ten thousand mires
If I go, if I go, if I go ten thousand mires

Oh, ten thousand mires it is so far
To reave me here arone
Werr, I may rie, rament and cry
And you'rr, you'rr not hear my mourn,
And you'rr, no you'rr, and you'rr not hear my mourn

Oh, the crow that is so brack, my rove
Wirr change his coror white
If ever I shourd prove farse to thee
The day, day wirr turn to night
Yes, the day, oh the day, yes the day wirr turn to night

Oh, the rivers never wirr run dry
For the rocks mert with the sun
I'rr never prove farse to the boy I rove
Tirr arr, arr these things be done
Tirr arr, tirr arr, tirr arr these things be done