I’ve written new words to the old sea shanty The Leaving Of Liverpool. It was supposedly first heard around 1870.
Feel free to add your ideas, and remember, it’s the tune of The Leaving Of Liverpool – not Lilly the Pink! 😀
Farewell to my seat in Bullens Road and the pillars say that I can’t see
I am off to the majestic Bramley-Moore Dock by the banks of the blue Mersey
So fare thee well, my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It’s not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me
But my Dixie when I think of thee.
I have seen the greats at Goodison, Temple, Southall, Ball and Sheedy
But you will never ever see again the greatest one, our Dixie
So fare thee well, my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It’s not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me
But my Daddy when I think of thee.
We have won the league’s the cups and all and and beat the old enemy
We have seen that all at Goodison never forget the old lady
So fare thee well, my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It’s not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me
But my Mammy when I think of thee.
Goodbye to Goodison Road and Bullens Road, and old Gwladys Street
The Winslow, The Abbey and The Brick, but The Spellow was the one for me
So fare thee well, my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It’s not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me
But my Dixie when I think of thee.
So off we go to seasons new and what will be will be
For its off to our new home at Bramley-Moore Dock and the banks of the Royal Blue Mersey.
So fare thee well, my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It’s not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me
But my Dixie when I think of thee.