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1. There is a tav-ern in the town, in-the town, And there my dear love sits him down, sits him down, And drinks his wine 'mid laugh-ter free, And nev-er thinks of me

CHORUS
 * Fare the Well, For I must leave thee,
 * Do not let the part-ing greive thee,
 * And re-mem-ber that the best of friends must part, must part.
 * A-dieu, a-dieu, kind friends, a-dieu,a-dieu,a-dieu,
 * I can no lon-ger stay with you, stay with you,
 * I'll hang my harp on a weep-ing wil-low tree,
 * And may the world go well with thee.

2. He left me for a dam-sel dark, dam-sel dark, Each Fri-day night they used to spark And now my love, once true to me, Takes that dark dam-sel on his knee.
 * Fare thee well, for I must leave thee, &c.

3. Oh! dig my grave both wide and deep, wide and deep, Put tomb-stones at my head and feet, head and feet, And on my breast carve a tur -- tle dove, To sig-ni-fy I died of love
 * Fare thee well, for I must leave thee, &c.

Copyright, 1883 by W.M. Hills Used by permission.