Thousand Mile Blues (Jean Ritchie) Farewell, farewell, you old true love I must leave you for a while The birds do sing on every tree He's gone for a thousand miles, little love He's gone for a thousand miles Oh, a thousand miles, that is very far away And you will be gone so long Oh, who will bear me sweet company Or converse with me and sing me a song, little love Or converse with me and sing me a song Yes, a thousand miles, that is very far away But I won't be gone so long Your mama can bear you sweet company And your papa can sing you a song, little love And your papa can sing you a song Well, I wisht I was in some dark holler place Where the turtle doves mourn so low I would tell them about you a-going away And I'm sure they would mourn the more, little love And I'm sure they would mourn the more Well, the sun has to rise in the East, my dear And the moon go down in the West And it's ever' little bird has to try its wings Before it can build its nest, little love Before it can build its nest JN oct96
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