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.