Lyrics by: Traditional
Music by: Traditional

If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly across the water to that man I love
Fare you well, oh honey, fare you well

One of these mornings
In the drizzling rain
All around my heart
Was an aching pain
Fare you well, oh honey, fare you well

If I had listened to what my mama said
I’d of stayed at home
In momma’s bed
Fare you well, oh honey, fare you well
Fare you well, oh honey, fare you well

One of these mornings
It won’t be long
You’ll call my name
And I’ll be gone
Fare you well
Fare you well
Fare you well

© 1969 Sanga Music Inc. (Cuddlebug)