Joan Baez - Barbara Allen Lyrics
Twas in the merry month of MayWhen green buds all were swelling,Sweet William on his death bed layFor love of Barbara Allen.He sent his servant to the townTo the place where she was dwelling,Saying you must come, to my master dearIf your name be Barbara Allen.So slowly, slowly she got upAnd slowly she drew nigh him,And the only words to him did sayYoung man I think you're dying.He turned his face unto the wallAnd death was in him welling,Good-bye, good-bye, to my friends allBe good to Barbara Allen.When he was dead and laid in graveShe heard the death bells knellingAnd every stroke to her did sayHard hearted Barbara Allen.Oh mother, oh mother go dig my graveMake it both long and narrow,Sweet William died of love for meAnd I will die of sorrow.And father, oh father, go dig my graveMake it both long and narrow,Sweet William died on yesterdayAnd I will die tomorrow.Barbara Allen was buried in the old churchyardSweet William was buried beside her,Out of sweet William's heart, there grew a roseOut of Barbara Allen's a briar.They grew and grew in the old churchyardTill they could grow no higherAt the end they formed, a true lover's knotAnd the rose grew round the briar.