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Open Broadcast
Sung loud and a bit off key. His words are slurred a bit and there are occasional hiccups.
( 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. )
( 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. )