Barbara Allen

Twas in the merry month of May When green buds all were swellin Sweet William on his death bed lay For love of Barbara Allen. He sent his servant to the town To the place where she was dwellin Saying "You must come to my master dear If your name be Barb'ry Allen." So slowly slowly she got up And slowly she drew nigh him And the only words to him did say "Young man I think you're dyin." He turned his face unto the wall And death was in him wellin "Good-bye good-bye to my friends all Be good to Barb'ry Allen." When he was dead and laid in grave She heard the death bells Knellin And every stroke to her did say: "Hard-hearted Barb'ry Allen." "Oh mother oh mother go dig my grave Make it both long and narrow; Sweet William died of love for me And I will die of sorrow." "And father oh father go dig my grave Make it both long and narrow Sweet William died on yesterday And I will die tomorrow." Barb'ry Allen was buried in the old church-yard Sweet William was buried beside her; Out of Sweet William's heart there grew a rose Out of Barb'ry Allen's a briar. They grew and grew in the old church-yard Til they could grow no higher; At the end they formed a true lovers' knot And the rose grew round the briar.