Barbara Allen lyrics

In London town where I was born
There lived a fair maid dwellin`
Made every youth cry well away
And her name was Barbara Allen

I sent a servant to your town
Where Barbara she was dwellin`
My master sent and he sent for you
If your name is Barbara Allen

T`was in the merry month of May
When all the flowers were a-bloomin`
A young man on his death bed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen

Oh Nellie Mae on her way home
Were the words so sweet love singin`
And as they sang they seemed to say
Hard hearted Barbara Allen

Oh the more she ran oh the more she mourned
`Till she could not stop her cyin`
Oh pick me up and take me home
For I am surely a-dyin`

Oh father my father go dig my grave
Go dig it long and narrow
Sweet William died for me today
So I`ll die for him tomorrow

Oh they buried her in the old churchyard
Buried sweet William down beside her
On William`s grave grew a red red rose
On Barbara`s grew a great briar

Oh it grew to the top of the old churchyard
It grew till It could not grow no higher
And there they tied in a true love`s knot
The red red rose `round the briar
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