There is a tavern in the town, (In the town)
Where my dear love sits him down, (Sits him down)
I'm gonna hang my harp on a weeping willow tree
And make all the world go well with thee

Now 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 all the world go well with thee.

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
I'll hang my harp on a weeping willow tree,
And may all the world go well with thee.
