judy collins-barbara allen Lyrics

it was in the merry month of may
when the green buds were swelling
a young man on his death bed lay
for love of barbara allen
he sent his servant to the town
sent him to her dwelling
my master’s sick and he sends for you
if you are barbara allen
so slowly
slowly she got up
slowly she would nigh him
and all she said when she got there was
my true love you’re dying” he turned his face unto the wall death was in him dwelling adieu adieu to my sweet friends all be kind to barbara allen when he was dead and laid in grave she heard the death bells knelling and every stroke to her did say hard hearted barbara allen as she walked down the road to home she saw his hearse a-comin’ “oh lay him down on the cold cold ground that i may gaze upon him” oh mother mother make my bed make it soft and narrow for my true love has died today i’ll die for him tomorrow they buried her by the old church tower in there lay beside her and from her grave grew red red rose and from his grave grew brier they grew to the top of the old church tower till they could grow no higher and there they tied in a true love’s knot the red red rose and the brier”