B.Allen

In Scarlet Town where I was born

There was a fair maid dwelling

And every youth cried well away

For her name was Barbary Allen

'Twas in the merry month of May

The green buds were a swelling

Sweet William on his deathbed lay

For the love of Barbary Allen

He sent a servant unto her

To the place where she was dwelling

Saying "You must come to his deathbed now

If your name be Barbary Allen."

Well slowly, slowly got she up

And slowly she came nigh him

And the only words to him she said

"Young man, I think you're dyin'."

As she was walking o'er the fields

She heard the death bell knelling

And every stroke it seemed to say

"Hardhearted Barbary Allen."

Oh mother, mother make my bed

And make it long and narrow

Sweet William died for me today

But I'll die for him tomorrow

They buried her in the old churchyard

They buried him the choir

And from his grave grew a red, red rose

And from her grave a briar

They grew and grew to the steeple top

'Til they could grow no higher

And there they twined in a true love's knot

Red rose around green briar

And there they twined in a true love's knot

Red rose around green briar