Barb'ry Allen

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[Verse 1]
Here is [D]Barbara Allen,
the most popular classic ballad
of the Western world.
In Scarlet Town, where I was born,
there was a fair maid [A]dwellin',
made [G]every youth cry [D]well a day
and her name was [A]Barbary Al[D]len
was in the merry merry month of May when the green birds they were a [A]swell
ing sweet [G]William on his [D]deathbed lay for the love of [A]Barbary Al[D]len.
He sent his servant to the town,
to the place where she was [A]a -dwelling.
[G]Cried, master, bid you [D]come to him,
if your name [A]be Barbary [D]Allen.
Then slowly, slowly, she got up,
and slowly, well, she [A]nigh him.
And when [G]she pulled the [D]curtains back,
said, [A]young man,
I think [D]you're a dying.
Oh, yes, I'm sick.
I'm very, very sick.
And I never will be [A]better
[G]until I have [D]the love of one,
the love of [A]Barbary [D]Adams.
Oh, can you not, in yonder town,
In the place where you were [A]a -dwellin'?
You [G]gave a toast [D]to the ladies all,
But you slighted [A]Barbary [D]Allen.
Oh, yes, I can, I can it well,
In the place where I was a [A]-dwellin'.
I [G]gave a toast to [D]the ladies all,
but my love [A]to Barbarie [D]Allen.
Then lightly tripped she down the stairs,
he trembled like an aspen.
[A]Goodbye, [G]friends, and kin[D]folks all,
be kind to [A]Barbary Allen.
[D]She walked out in the green,
green fields,
she heard his death bell[A]s nelling,
and [G]every stroke they [D]seemed to say.
Hard [A]-hearted Barbary [D]Allen.
Her eyes looked east,
her eyes looked west.
She saw his pale corpse coming.
[A]She cri[G]ed, bearers,
bearers, [D]put him down.
That I may [A]look [D]upon him.
The more she looked,
the more she grieved.
Until she burst out [A]crying.
She [G]cried, bearers, bearers, [D]take him off.
For I [A]am now dying.
[D]Oh, father, oh, father,
go dig my grave,
go dig it deep and [A]narrow.
Sweet [G]William died for [D]me today,
I'll die [A]for him tomorrow.
[D]They buried her in
the old churchyard.
Sweet William's grave was [A]nigher,
And [G]from his heart grew a red, [D]rose,
And from her [A]heart a bri[D]ar.
They grew and they grew
o the old church wall,
Till they couldn't grow no [A]higher,
Until [G]they tied a [D]true lover's knot,
The red rose [A]and the bri[D]ar.