X: 1
T: Barbara Allen
O: English
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
K: D
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W:
W: In Scarlet town where I was born, there was a fair maid dwellin'.
W: Made every youth cry Well-a-day. Her name was Barb'ra Allen.
W:
W: All in the merry month of May, when green buds they were swellin',
W: Young Willie Grove on his death-bed lay, for love of Barb'ra Allen.
W:
W: He sent his man unto her then to the town where he was dwellin'.
W: You must come to my master, dear, if your name be Barb'ra Allen.
W:
W: So slowly, slowly she came up, and slowly she came nigh him,
W: And all she said when there she came: "Young man, I think you're /
W: dying."
W:
W: He turned his face unto the wall, and death was drawing nigh him.
W: Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all, and be kind to Bar'bra Allen
W:
W: As she was walking o'er the fields, she heard the death bell knellin',
W: And ev'ry stroke did seem to say, unworthy Barb'ra Allen.
W:
W: When he was dead and laid in grave, her heart was struck with sorrow.
W: "Oh, Mother, Mother, make my bed, for I shall die tomorrow."
W:
W: And on her deathbed she lay. She begged to be buried by him,
W: And sore repented of the day that she did e'er deny him.
W:
W: "Farewell," she said, "ye virgins all, and shun the fault I fell in,
W: Henceforth take warning by the fall of cruel Barb'ra Allen."