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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 119
4. "0 don't you remember in yonder town
At the place where you were dwelling, You drank the health of the ladies round, But slighted Barbara Allen?"
5. He turned his pale face toward the wall,
His back toward Barbara Allen, Saying, "I shall die of grief and pain If I don't get Barbara Allen." |
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6. She had not gone more than two miles
When she heard the death-bell knelling, And every note that the death-bell stroke Sang, "Woe unto Barbara Allen!"
7. "0 Mother dear, go dig my grave,
And dig it deep and narrow; For little Johnnie Green died for me today; I'll die for him tomorrow," |
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"Barbara Allen." Contributed by Mrs. Ira V. Rothrock, of Mount Vernon, Indiana. Posey County. May 25, 1935.
1, In Scarlet Town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwellin', Made every youth cry "wellaway," Her name was Barbara Allen.
2. All in the merry month of May
When green buds then were swellm', Young Jemmy Grove on his deathbed lay For love of Barbara Allen. |
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