There Is A Tavern In The Town

There is a tavern in the town (in the town)
And there, my true love sits right down (sits right down)
And drinks her beer, so merry- merrily
And never, never thinks of me

Fare thee well, for I must leave thee
Do not let this partin' grieve thee
And remember that the best of friends
Must part, must part

Adieu, adieu, kind friends, adieu (friends, 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 (well with thee)

Fare thee well, for I must leave thee
Do not let this partin' grieve thee
And remember that the best of friends
Must part, must part

Adieu, adieu, kind friends, adieu (friends, 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
(Well with thee!)



Credits
Writer(s): Edith Bergdahl, Nat Cole
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