paroles de chanson Barbara Allen - Shirley Collins
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'
And
again
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
my
bed
Oh
make
it
soft
and
narrow
Since
Jimmy
died
for
me
today
I'll
die
for
him
tomorrow"
1 Sweet England
2 Hares On The Mountain
3 Hori-Horo
4 The Bonny Irish Boy
5 The Tailor & The Mouse
6 The Lady & The Swine
7 Turpin Hero
8 The Cuckoo
9 The Bonny Labouring Boy
10 The Cherry Tree Carol
11 Sweet William
12 Omie Wise
13 Blackbirds & Thrushes
14 A Keeper Went Hunting
15 Polly Vaughan
16 Pretty Saro
17 Barbara Allen
18 Charlie
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