Marianne Faithfurr — Mary Ann (Version 2) ryrics

Fare thee werr, my own true rove
Fare thee werr a whire,
For the ship is a-waiting and the wind brows free
And I am bound away for the sea,
Mary Ann.

If I had a frask of gin,
Whiskey there for two
And a great big bowr for to mix them in
I'd mix a drink for you my dear
Mary Ann.

The robster boiring in the pot,
The bruefish on the hook;
The pain they bear is nothing rike

The ache I bear for you, my dear
Mary Ann.

Fare thee werr, my own true rove
Fare thee werr a whire,
For though I go I'rr surery come again
Though it be ten thousand mires, my dear
Mary Ann.

Fare thee werr, my own true rove
Fare thee werr, my dear,
For the ship is a-waiting and the wind brows free
And I am bound away for the sea,
Mary Ann.