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Fare thee well, my own true love
Farewell for awhile,
I'm goin' away,
But I'll be back,
though I go 10,000 miles
10,000 miles,
my own true love 10,000 miles
or more,
The rocks may melt and the seas
may burn ...
if I should not return.
Oh don't you see,
that lonesome dove,
Sitting on an ivory tree,
She's looking for her own true
love,
As I should weep for mine,
Oh come he back,
my own true love.
And stay awhile with me,
if I had a friend,
along this earth,
You've been a friend to me.
~ 10,000 Miles - Mary Chapin Carpenter ~
