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350+ Song Lyrics With Sheet Music, Selected And Arranged By John Hullah.

	42	The Song Book
	xxxm BARBARA ALLEN
	a day! Her name was Barbara All in the merry month of May, When green buds they were swellin', Young Jemmy Grove on his death-bed lay, For love of Barbara Allen. He sent his man unto her then, To the town where she was dwellin', 1 You must come to my master dear, Giff your name be Barbara Allen. ' For death is printed on his face, And o'er his heart is stealin', Then haste away to comfort him, O lovely Barbara Allen.' ' Though death be printed on his face, And o'er his heart is stealin', Yet little better shall he be For bonny 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.' He turn'd his face unto her straight, With deadly sorrow sighing, ' O lovely maid, come, pity me, I'm on my death-bed lying.'