Barbara Allen Lyrics

In Scarlet Town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwellin′
Made every youth cry "Well away"
Her name was Barbara Allen

All in the merry month of May
When green buds then were swellin'
Young Jimmy Grove on his deathbed lay
For love of Barbara Allen

And death is printed on his face
And o′er his heart is stealin'
Then haste away to comfort him
Oh, lovely Barbara Allen

So slowly, slowly, she came up
And slowly she came nigh him
And all she said when there she came
"Young man, I think you're dying"

When he was dead and in his grave
Her heart was struck with sorrow
"Oh, mother, mother, make my bed
For I shall die tomorrow"

"Farewell," she said, "ye virgins all
And shun the fault I fell in
Henceforth take warning by the fall
Of cruel Barbara Allen"