There Is a Tavern In a Town

Melody - Seq. by Werner Tomaschewski

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.