Barbara Allen

In Scarlet town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwellin'
Made every youth cry well a-day
Her name was Barbara Allen

All in the merry month of May
When green buds they were swellin'
Young Willie Grove on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen

He sent his servant to her door
To the town where she was dwellin'
Haste ye come, to my master's call
If your name be Barbara Allen

So slowly, slowly got shе up
And slowly drew she nigh him
And all she said, whеn there she came
'Young man I think you're dying'

He turned his head unto the wall
And death was drawing nigh him
Goodbye, goodbye dear friends and all
Be kind to Barbara Allen

Oh mother, mother, make my bed
And make it soft and narrow
Sweet William died for love of me
And I shall die of sorrow

They buried her in the old churchyard
Sweet William's grave was nigh hers
And from his grave grew a red, red rose
From hers a cruel briar

They grew and grew up the old church spire
Until they could grow no higher
And there they twined, in a true love knot
The red, red rose and the briar