American Old Time Song Lyrics: 17 Farewell, My Own
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 17
FAREWELL, MY OWN.
Ralph-Farewell, my own!
Light of my life, farewell!
For crime unknown
I go to a dungeon cell.
All-For crime, etc.
Ralph-In the meantime farewell!
And all alone
Rejoice in your dungeon cell!
All-And all, etc.
Jos-A bone, a bone,
I'll pick with this sailor fell;
Let him be shown
At once to his dungeon cell.
All-Let him, etc.
Ralph-He'll hear no tone
Of Mm maiden he loves so well,
No telephone
Communicates with his cell!
All-No telephone, etc.
But-But when is known
The secret I have to tell,
Wide will be thrown
The door of his dungeon cell.
All-Wide will be thrown, etc.