"Barbara Allen" lyrics

In Scarlet Town, where I was born
In spring, when buds were swelling
Sweet William, on his death bed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen

Slowly, slowly, she got up
And slowly she went nigh
But all she said when she got there:
"Young man, I think you're dying

And don't you remember the other day
When we were in the tavern?
You toasted all the ladies fair
And slighted Barbra Allen."

He turned his pale face to the wall
And death was on him dwelling
"Adieu, adieu, my kind friends all
Be kind to Barbra Allen."

As she was walking through the fields
She heard the death bells knelling
And every toll they seemed to say
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen."

"Oh, mother, mother, make my bed
Oh, make it long and narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I'll die for him tomorrow."

From his grave a red red rose
From hers there grew a briar
They lapped and tied in a true love's knot
The rose ran round the briar