Traditional 19th century folk song. There is a tavern in the town in the town And there my true love sits him down sits him down And drinks his wine as merry as can be And never never thinks of me Fare thee well for I must leave thee Do not let this parting grieve thee And remember that the best of friends Must part must part Adieu adieu kind friends yes adieu I can no longer stay with you stay with you I'll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee He left me for a damsel dark damsel dark Each Friday night they used to spark used to spark And now my love who once was true to me Takes this dark damsel on his knee Fare thee well for I must leave thee Do not let this parting grieve thee And remember that the best of friends Must part must part Adieu adieu kind friends yes adieu I can no longer stay with you stay with you I'll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee And now I see him nevermore nevermore He never knocks upon my door on my door Oh woe is me he pinned a little note And these were all the words he wrote Fare thee well for I must leave thee Do not let this parting grieve thee And remember that the best of friends Must part must part Adieu adieu kind friends yes adieu I can no longer stay with you stay with you I'll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee Oh dig my grave both wide and deep wide and deep Put tombstones at my head and feet head and feet And on my breast you may carve a turtle dove To signify I died of love Fare thee well for I must leave thee Do not let this parting grieve thee And remember that the best of friends Must part must part Adieu adieu kind friends yes adieu I can no longer stay with you stay with you I'll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee
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