Barbara Allen (Remastered 2019)

Barbara Allen (Remastered 2019) - Shirley Collins

Written by：Traditional

It was round and about last martinmas tide

When the green leaves were swellin'

That young jimmy grove of the west country

Fell in love with barb'ry allen

He sent his men into the town

To the place where she was dwellin'

Oh will you come to my master dear

If your name be barb'ry allen

And slowly slowly got she up

And slowly came she nigh him

And all she said when there she came

Young man I think you're dyin'

Oh yes I'm sick I'm very sick

Indeed I think I'm dyin'

But a word from you would revive me again

Oh lovely barb'ry allen

Do you recall young man she said

When the red wine you were spillin'

How you made the ladies' health go round

And you slighted barb'ry allen

And death is printed on his face

And all his heart is stealin'

And again he cried as she left his side

Hard hearted barb'ry allen

As she was goin' over the field

She heard the death bells tollin'

And every sound that death bell gave

Hard hearted barb'ry allen

Oh mother mother make me a bed

Oh make it soft and narrow

Since jimmy died for me today

I'll die for him tomorrow