There Is A Tavern In The Town - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
There is a Tavern in the Town. Copyright, 1883, by Wm. F. Hills. 
There is a tavern in the town, in the town, And there my dear love sits him down, sits him down; And drinks his wine 'mid laughter free, And never, never thinks of me. 
Chorus. 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, with you; I'll hang my harp on a 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, once true to me, Takes that dark damsel on his knee.-Chorus. 
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 carve a turtle dove, To signify I died of love.-Chorus