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There Is a Tavern In a Town

 
There is a tavern in the town (in the town) 
And there my true love sits him down (sits him down) 
I'll hang my heart on a weeping willow tree and never ever think
of thee (think of thee) 

Fare the well for I must leave thee 
Do not let the parting grieve thee 
but remember that the best of friends must part, must part 

Adieu, adieu kind friends, adieu. 
I can no longer stay with you, stay with you 
Hang my hat upon the willow tree and never, never think of me