If you're waking, call me early; call me early, my dear
For I would see the sun rise upon the new year
Good times and rare times, they all fade the same
How gentle are the memories that carry me away

Fare thee well, my friend
We'll meet again
When the moon climbs over the trees
Fare thee well, my friend
We'll meet again
On the road just beyond the sea

The old year behind us, it fades with the snow
And takes me to dream of the flowers to come
You'll meet me in the meadow and hold me again
Where the sky soothes the ground with snow falling

Fare thee well, my friend
We'll meet again
When the moon climbs over the trees
Fare thee well, my friend
We'll meet again
On the road just beyond the sea

When you're warm and asleep and the world is still
Will you meet me in your dreams down by the stile?
My love, I'm going away
For the boatman is calling; he must take me today

Fare thee well, my friend
We'll meet again
When the moon climbs over the trees
Fare thee well, my friend
We'll meet again
On the road just beyond the sea

If you're waking, call me early; call me early, my dear
For I would see the sun rise upon the new year