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Barbara Allen
Found in Barbara_Allen_2.abc
from the John Chambers abc collection

X:1 T:Barbara Allen B:Kidson F, 1891, Traditional Tunes, Oxford, Taphouse and Son Z:Frank Kidson S:Mr A. Wardill, Goathland F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs M:3/4 %Meter L:1/8 % K:G D |G G B3 G |A B G3 D |G B d2 G2 | F A3-A w:In Read-ing Town there I was born, In Scot-land was my dwel-ling_ D |G B d d2 B |c/ c/ c D2 G |F A D3 F | A G3-G w: Oh! there I court-ed a pret-ty fair maid, Her name was Bar-bara Al-len;_ B |c c d d2 B |c/ c/ c E3 G |F A D3 F | A G3-G |] w:Oh there I court-ed a pret-ty fair maid, Her name was Bar-bara Al-len * W:In Reading town, there I was born, W:In Scotland was my dwelling; W:O, there I courted a pretty fair maid - W:Her name was Barbara Allen. W: W:I courted her for months and years, W:Thinking that I should gain her; W:And I oft times vowed and did declare W:No other man should have her. W: W:I sent a man to yonder town, W:To ask for Barbara Allen. W:Saying "You must come to my master's house, W:If your name be Barbara Allen." W: W:So slowly she put on her clothes, W:So slowly she came to him; W:And when she got to his bedside, W:"Young man," she said, "You're dying." W: W:. . . . . . . . . . W: W:If you look under my pillow W:You'll find a napkin lying, W:And it is soaked with my heart's blood, W:For the love of Barbara Allen. W: W:He put his hand right out of bed, W:Thinking to draw her nigh him; W:But she whipped her heels and away she ran, W:Straightway from him she flew. W: W:So he turned his face unto the wall, W:And death came slowly to him; W:"Adieu, adieu to all my frends, W:Farewell to Barbara Allen." W: W:As she was walking across yon fields W:She heard his death-bell tolling W:And every toll it seemed to say - W:Hard-hearted Barbara Allen. W: W:. . . . . . . . . . W: W:"O dear mother, make my bed, W:And make it fit to die on; W:There's a young man died for me to-day W:And I'll die for him to-morrow." W: W:. . . . . . . . . . W: W:And he did die on one good day, W:And she did die on the morrow; W:O, he did die for the love of her, W:And she did die for sorrow. W: W: W: W:
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