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1 | In Scarlet Town, where I was born, | ||
2 | There was a fair maid dwellin', | ||
3 | Made ev'ry youth cry "Well-a-day!" | ||
4 | Her name was Barb'ra Allen. | ||
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6 | All in the merry month of May | ||
7 | When green buds they were swellin', | ||
8 | Young Jemmy Grove on his death-bed lay | ||
9 | For love of Barb'ra Allen. | ||
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11 | Then slowly, slowly she came up, | ||
12 | And slowly she came nigh him, | ||
13 | And all she said when there she came | ||
14 | "Young man, I think you're dying". | ||
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16 | As she was walking o'er the fields | ||
17 | She heard the dead-bell knellin', | ||
18 | And ev'ry stroke the dead-bell gave | ||
19 | Cried "Woe to Barb'ra Allen!" | ||
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21 | When he was dead and laid in grave | ||
22 | Her heart was struck with sorrow. | ||
23 | "O mother, mother, make my bed, | ||
24 | For I shall die tomorrow." | ||
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26 | "Farewell," she said, "ye virgins all, | ||
27 | And shun the fault I fell in; | ||
28 | Henceforth take warning by the fall | ||
29 | Of cruel Barb'ra Allen." |
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