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104 hidiana University Publications, Folklore Series
C
"Barbara Allen." Contributed by Mrs. Phoebe Elliott, of New HarÂmony, Indiana. Posey County. October 15, 1935.
1. In Scarlet Town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwelling Made every youth cry "well-a-way," Her name was Barbara Allen.
2. All in the merry month of May
When green buds they were swellin5, Young Jemmy Grove on his deathbed lay For love of Barbara Allen.
3. He sent his man unto her then
To the town where she was dwellin' ; "You must come to my master dear If your name be Barbara Allen.
4. "For death is printed on his face
And o'er his heart is stealin'; Then haste away to comfort him, 0 lovely Barbara Allen !"
5. "Though death be printed on his face
And o'er his heart be stealin', Yet little better shall he be
For bonny Barbara Allen/'
6. 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."
7. He turned his face unto her straight,
With deadly sorrow sighing: "0 lovely maid, come pity me; I'm on my deathbed lying."
8. "If on your deathbed you do lie,
What needs the tale you're tellin' ? I cannot keep you from your death; Farewell!" said Barbara Allen. |
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