FAREWELL
The Kingston Trio Lyrics


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Bob Dylan

Fare thee well, my own true love. I'm leavin' the first hour of the morn.
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico and maybe the coast of Californ.

Chorus:
So, fare thee well, my own true love. We'll meet another day, another time.
It's not the leavin' that's grievin' me, but my true love who's bound to stay behind.

The weather is against me and the wind blows hard and the rain, she's a-turnin' into hail,
But I still might strike it lucky on a highway going West or ridin' on a fast movin' train.

I'll write you a letter from time to time. As I ramble you can travel with me, too.
With my hands in my head and my heart, my love, I will send what I know back home to you.
This line above doesn't seem to make much sense
(Chorus)

There's a place I've heard of where I might as well go. It's down in the heart of Mexico.
They say that the people are all friendly down there. All they ask of you is your name.

I'll tell you of the laughter and the troubles be their somebody else's or my own.
With my hands in my pocket and my coat collar high, I will travel unnoticed and unknown.





(Chorus)

Overall Meaning

The Kingston Trio's song Farewell is a melancholic ballad that tells the story of a departing lover who is bound for the bay of Mexico and possibly the coast of California. The singer bids farewell to his true love and hopes to meet her again someday. He is not saddened by his leaving, but by the fact that his true love is bound to stay behind. Despite the inclement weather, the singer hopes to strike it lucky and travel westward on a fast-moving train or a highway. He promises to keep her updated through letters of his travels and his life.


The singer mentions a place in Mexico where he might go, where the people are friendly and accommodating. He intends to travel there to experience the joys and hardships of life, whether it be his own or somebody else's, without attracting attention. The Kingston Trio's song Farewell is a perfect example of a folk ballad. It tells a sad story of departure, of hope and longing, and of a lover's promise to return. The song is an expression of the human condition, of our inherent desire to explore and experience different things while still staying true to our roots.


Line by Line Meaning

Fare thee well, my own true love. I'm leavin' the first hour of the morn.
Goodbye, my dear. I'm leaving early in the morning.


I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico and maybe the coast of Californ.
I'm heading to Mexico and potentially California.


So, fare thee well, my own true love. We'll meet another day, another time.
Goodbye, love. We will see each other again.


It's not the leavin' that's grievin' me, but my true love who's bound to stay behind.
Leaving isn't the issue, it's leaving my love behind.


The weather is against me and the wind blows hard and the rain, she's a-turnin' into hail,
The weather is difficult with harsh wind and hail.


But I still might strike it lucky on a highway going West or ridin' on a fast movin' train.
I may catch a break traveling west on a highway or by train.


I'll write you a letter from time to time. As I ramble you can travel with me, too.
I'll send letters as I travel, and you can join me vicariously through them.


With my hands in my head and my heart, my love, I will send what I know back home to you.
I'll send my thoughts and experiences back to you with my hands, head, and heart.


There's a place I've heard of where I might as well go. It's down in the heart of Mexico.
I've heard of a place in Mexico that I may visit.


They say that the people are all friendly down there. All they ask of you is your name.
I've heard the locals there are friendly and simply ask for your name.


I'll tell you of the laughter and the troubles be their somebody else's or my own.
I'll share stories of laughter and trouble, whether they're my own or someone else's.


With my hands in my pocket and my coat collar high, I will travel unnoticed and unknown.
I will travel incognito, with my hands in my pocket and my coat collar up.


It's not the leaving that's grieving me, but my true love who's bound to stay behind.
I'm not sad about leaving, but about leaving my love behind.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music
Written by: BOB DYLAN

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Comments from YouTube:

@DalokiMauvais

I'll never know why this song popped into my head last night. I hadn't heard it for at least 20 years. Some snatch of melody in another video might have reminded me of a bit of this melody - often that's all it takes. I had to search for it because I couldn't remember (unusual for me!) the last double verse. And I'd forgotten how gentle a performance Nick and John gave. Lovely.

@ssgtsouth

This song is so beautiful, I used to sing this song over and over and over again. I loved the KT, still do and always will, like so many millions around the world.

@james5914

Beautiful folk music. The U. S. would be a better place if people gathered in one another's homes and sang songs like this with one another's children nearby.

@CadillacL

One of the most beautiful songs from the KT. IMO the John Stewart-era, is their best.

@Dulcimerea

Bob Dylan wrote this song but I don't know if he ever recorded it but the KT did.

@alosadav

One of my favourites songs. Dylan tooked it from "The Leaving of Liverpool"

@fanchbrezoneg

a great Bob Dylan's work.

@bennyjazzful

I agree 100&

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