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Barbara Allen (Live) - Colin Meloy
Written by：Colin Meloy
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'

But still 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