Farewell (Studs Terkel's Wax Museum, 4-26-63) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

All I′m say, oh, it's fare thee well. my darlin′ true
I'm leavin' 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 leavin' that′s a-grievin' 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-turnin' into hail
I still might strike it lucky on a highway goin′ west
Though I′m travelin' 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 leavin' that′s a-grievin' me
But my darling who's bound to stay behind


I will write you a letters, from time to time
As I′m ramblin′, 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 leavin′ that's a-grievin′ me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind

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

So it′s fare thee well, my own true love
We′ll meet another day, another time
It ain't the leavin′ that's a-grievin′ me
But my true love who's bound to stay behind

I′ve heard tell of a town where I might as well be bound
It's down around the old Mexican plains
They say that the people are all friendly there
And all they ask of you is your name


So it's fare thee well, my own true love
We′ll meet another day, another time
It ain′t the leavin' that′s a-grievin' me
But my true love who′s bound to stay behind