The Taverners Song

There’s a Tavern in the town, in the town,
Where my true love sits me down, sits me down,
I’ll hang my heart on a weeping willow tree,
And may the world go well with thee.

Fare thee well, for I must leave you,
Do not let this parting grieve you,
And remember that the best of friends must part, must part.
Adieu, adieu adieu, adieu, adieu adieu.

I can no longer stay with you, stay with you,
I’ll hang my heart on a weeping willow tree,
And may the world go well with thee.