All my bags are packed and i'm ready to go i'm standin' here outside your door i hate to
wake you up to say goodbye but the dawn is breaking; it's early morning the docks is
waitin' he's blowin' his horn  i'm ready  i'm so lonesome i could die. So kiss me
and smile for me tell me that you'll wait for me hold
me like you'll never let me go cause i'm leaving on a
jet-plane i don't know when i'll be back again oh ba
be i hate to go.