|Artist:||Don Edwards (English)|
|Chord names:||Not defined|
Child #64; Scotland, 1600s
Twas in the merry month of May
When all things they were bloomin'
Sweet William came from the western states
And courted Barbara Allen
Twas in the merry month of June
When green buds all were swelling,
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his servant to the town
To the place where she was dwelling,
Saying you must come, to my master dear
If your name be Barbara Allen.
So slowly, slowly she got up
And slowly she drew nigh him,
And the only words to him did say
Young man I think you're dying.
He turned his face unto the wall
And death was in him welling,
Good-bye, good-bye, to my friends all
Be kind to Barbara Allen.
When he was dead and laid in grave
She heard the death bells knelling
And every stroke to her did say
Hard hearted Barbara Allen.
Oh father, oh father, go dig my grave
Make it both long and narrow,
Sweet William died on yesterday
And I will die tomorrow.
Barbara Allen was buried in the old churchyard
Sweet William was buried beside her,
From William's heart, there grew a rose
From Barbara Allen's, there grew a briar.
They grew and grew in the old churchyard
Till they could grow no higher
And there they formed a true lover's knot
As the rose grew round the briar.