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Was in the merry month of May
When flowers were a bloomin',
Sweet William on his death-bed lay
For the love of Barbara
2. Slowly, slowly she got up,
And slowly she went nigh him,
And all she said when she got
"Young man, I think you're
3. O yes, I'm sick and very low,
And death is on me dwellin',
No better shall I ever be
If I don't get Barbara Allen."
4. Don't you remember the other day
When you were in the tavern,
I toasted all the ladies there
And slighted Barbara Allen?"
5. O yes, I remember the other day
When we were in the Tavern,
I toasted all the ladies there,
Gave my love to Barbara Allen."
6. He turned his pale face to the
And death was on him dwellin'.
"Adieu, Adieu, my kind friends all,
Be kind to Barbara Allen."
7. As she was walkin' through the
She heard the death bells tolling,
And every toll they seemed to say,
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen."
8. She looked east, she looked
She saw his corpse a-comin'.
"Lay down, lay down the corpse," she
"And let me gaze upon him."
9. O mother, mother make my bed,
O make it long and narrow,
Sweet William died for me today,
I'll die for him tomorrow."
10. Sweet William died on a Saturday
And Barbara died on Sunday,
Her mother died for the love of
And was buried Easter Monday.
11. They buried Willie in the old church
And Barbara there anigh him,
And out of his grave grew a red, red
And out of hers, a briar.
12. They grew and grew in the old
Till they couldn't grow no higher,
They lapped and tied in a true love's
The rose ran around the briar.