To my daughter, Grace, And my mother, Laura . . . Inspired by our New England ancestor. Farewell to Newport Town Farewell, Rhode Island Sound Just a maiden of 16 What do I know I love your ocean spray Dark waves of green and grey Upon the rocks, they break Pounding in my soul Bound for a marriage my father made To a man who is twice my age He has a fine estate Or so I'm told Yankee Clippers on the bay Come to take my heart away Far down to Charleston Town On Carolina's coast Old rag-a-muffin man Made by my mother's hands This and some odds and ends Are all that I own Bound for a marriage my father made To a man who is twice my age He has a fine estate Or so I'm told Far from the sea he lives In the western wilderness Where the Alabama sun Will burn me brown Bound for a marriage my father made To a man who is twice my age He has a fine estate Or so I'm told