Barbara Allen - Bob Dylan
In Charlotte town not far from here
There was a fair maid dwellin'
And her name was known both far and near
And her name was Barbara Allen
'Twas in the merry month of May
Green buds they were swellin'
Poor William on his death bed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen
He sent his man down to town
To the place that she was dwellin'
Sayin' Master Bids your company
If your name is Barbara Allen
Oh slowly slowly she got up
To the place where he was lyin'
And when she pulled the curtain back
Said Young man I believe you're dying
Oh yes oh yes I'm very sick
And I shall never get better
Unless I have the love of one
The love of Barbara Allen
Don't you remember not long ago
The day down in the tavern
You toasted all the ladies there
But you slighted Barbara Allen
Oh yes oh yes I remember well
That day down in the tavern
I toasted all the ladies there
But I gave my heart to Barbara Allen
She looked to the east she looked to the west
She saw his pale corpse a comin'
Cryin'
Put him down and leave him there
So I might gaze upon him
The more she gazed the more she mourned
Until she burst out cryin'
Sayin' I beg you come and take him away
For my heart now too is dyin'
Oh father father come dig my grave
Dig it wide an' narrow
Poor William died for me today
I'll die for him tomorrow
They buried him in the old churchyard
They buried her beside him
And from his heart grew a red red rose
And from her heart a briar
They grew they grew so awful high
Till they could grow no higher
An' 'twas there they tied a lover's knot
The red rose and the briar
In Charlotte town not far from here
There was a maid a dwellin'
Had a name was known both far and near
An' her name was Barbara Allen
