English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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No. 21
Barbara Allen A
2   I was taken sick, so very sick, Death on my brows were dwelling. I sent for the only one I loved, Her name was Barbara Allen.
3   I am sick, so very sick,
Death on my brows are dwelling, And none of the better will I ever be Till I get Barbara Allen.
4  You remember the day, the bright groom day, When you passed your dranks so willing ? You gave your dranks to the ladies all,
But you slighted Barbara Allen.
5   I remember the day, the bright groom day, When I passed my dranks so willing.
I gave my dranks to the ladies all, And my love to Barbara Allen.
6   He turned his pale face to the wall And bursted out to crying.
She turned her back on Sweet Willie's bed And tipped downstairs a-smiling.
7   I had not got but a mile from the place Till I heard his death-bells ringing, And as they rung they seemed to say: Hard-hearted Barbara Allen.
8   I looked to the East, I looked to the West, I saw his coffin coming.
Lay down, lay down his cold, clay corpse And let me gaze upon him.
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