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Title
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Barbara Allen
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Singer
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Tanner, Charles
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
In Newbury town, where I was born,
A fair maid there was dwelling,
I picked her out to be my wife,
And her name was Barbara Allen.
Verse 2
All in the merry month of May,
When green leaves they were springing,
This young man on his death bed lay,
For the love of Barbara Allen.
Verse 3
He sent his servant to he house,
The house where she was dwelling,
Saying, - 'Pretty maid, you must come along with me,
If your name is Barbara Allen.'
Verse 4
So slowly she put on her clothes,
So slowly she went to him,
She went unto his bedside -
'Young man, I think you're dying.'
Verse 5
'Oh, no! I am not dying yet.
One kiss of yours will cure me.'
'One kiss of mine you shall never have,
Young man, if you are dying.'
Verse 6
'Oh, you look down at my bed-feet,
You'll see a bow a-standing,
With the drops of blood I shed for thee,
For I loved thee, Barbara Allen.
Verse 7
Oh, you look up at my bed's head,
You'll see a watch a-hanging;
If thee won't be mine that shall be thine,
For I love thee, Barbara Allen.'
Verse 8
'That shan't be mine, and I won't be thine,
So fare thee well, sweet Edwin!'
Then she turned all from his bedside,
And she departed from him.
Verse 9
As she was walking up the street,
She heard the bell a-tolling,
And every toll it seemed to say -
'Hard-hearted Barbara Allen.'
Verse 10
As she was coming back again
She met the corpse a-coming -
'Oh, set him down, my bonny, bonny boys,
That I may gaze all on him.'
Verse 11
Then they set down this pretty corpse,
While she did gaze upon him,
And all his friends cried out - 'For shame,
Hard-hearted Barbara Allen.'
Verse 12
Then, 'Father, oh, father, dig me a grave,
And dig it long and narrow:
A young man died for me last night,
And I'll die for him tomorrow.'
