There is a Tavern in the Town

              There is  tav - ern in the town,  in the town.  And
  there  my dear love sits him down, sits him down  and  drinks his wine  'mid
     laugh - ter -  free, and nev - er, nev-er thinks of me.    Fare thee 
 well,for I must leave thee,do not let the part-ing grieve thee, and re-mem-ber
                       that the best of friends must
 part,   must part. A - dieu,  a-dieu kind friends a - dieu,a-dieu,a-dieu.   I
   can    no long-er stay with you, stay with you.   I'll   hang my harp on a
         weep-ing wil-low tree, and may  the world go well with thee.

                                Second Verse

                 He left me for a damsel dark, damsel dark.
             Each Friday night they used to spark, used to spark,
                     And now my love once true to me,
                    Takes that dark damsel on his knee.

                                   Chorus

    Fare thee well, for I must leave thee,do not let the parting grieve thee,
          and remember that the best of friends must part,must part.
 Adieu,  Adieu kind friends adieu,adieu,adieu. I can no longer stay with you,
 stay with you. I'll hang my harp on a weeping willow tree, and may the world
 go well with thee.