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Barbara Allen
Nancy Kerr & James Fagan
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In Reading town where I was born
There's a fair young maid a-dwelling
I picked her out for to be my bride
And her name was Barbary Allen, Allen
Her name was Barbary Allen
O mother dear, come make my bed
Come make it soft and narrow
For I shall die for the love of her
And she will die for sorrow, sorrow
And she will die for sorrow
O mother dear, look beside my bed
You'll see a bowl a-standing
It's full of tears I have shed this night
For the loss of Barbary Allen, Allen
The loss of Barbary Allen
O mother dear, look above my head
You'll see a gold watch hanging
This is my gold watch and me giddy gold ring
Take them to Barbary Allen, Allen
Take them to Barbary Allen
So slowly, slowly she came in
And slowly she stood by him
And all she said when there she came
Was "Young man, I think you're dying, dying
Young man, I think you're dying"
As I was walking across the plain
I saw his corpse a-coming
Come set him down by his six young lads
That I may soon gaze on him, on him
That I may soon gaze on him
So strolled I, I walked on
I heard the knellens telling
And as it tolled, it seemed to say
Hard-hearted Barbary Allen, Allen
Hard-hearted Barbary Allen
In Reading town where I was born
There's a fair young maid a-dwelling
I picked her out for to be my bride
And her name was Barbary Allen, Allen
Her name was Barbary Allen