Testo The Black Winds

The liner is waiting and once again I'm leaving For a far off land where I'll constantly be grieving But not for the sake of the absentee mountain But for the sake of that girl I met by the fountain So fare thee well, so long my own true love As time goes by, the faithless days grow longer As the nights slowly pass, my ache for thee grows stronger Stronger than the black winds on the dark and raging main Stronger than the whiskey I drink for to ease my pain So fare thee well, so long my own true love I've been wounded and worn out and both of my knees have been broken I've been shot at and beaten but not a word of complaint I have spoken For there's nothing that hurts like the sufferin' of being away from thee When thou are on the mountain and I'm on the dark rolling sea So fare thee well, so long my own true love So fare thee well, so long my own true love