And now it's time to say fareweel

And though I hope that we may meet again

And all things may be reet again

We've lived and spent the day

And so we'll cry fareweel regality

And cry fareweel to liberty

To honest friends' civility

To winter's frost and fire

And there's naught that I can bid you

But that peace and love gan with you

Never mind wherever call the fates

Away from Hexhamshire

And what is time that flies so fleet

But just a bird that flies on merry wings

And lights us down in happy springs

When winter's need is past

And so we'll cry fareweel

Aye but the curlew sings her sang

And winds her sorrows down the Rowley Burn

And drear as winds the hunter's horn

The call is all fareweel

And so we'll cry fareweel

And as I set the mossy stones

And do me bits of jobs and gap the dykes

I hear the whispers down the sykes

Fareweel they sigh fareweel

And so we'll cry fareweel

Do I remember Do I dream

And did we rightly meet by Viewly Side

For all this and much more beside

Has got me sore beguiled

And so we'll cry fareweel

And on some golden autumn morn

Or when July is hazing Dipton Slopes

By Whitley Mill or Westburnhope

We'll live and spend the day

And so we'll cry fareweel

And so we'll cry fareweel