(Arranged by Art Garfunkel)
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All in the merry month of May,
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When green buds all are swellin'.
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Sweet William on his deathbed lay for love of Barbara Allen.
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He sent his servant to the town,
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The place where she did dwell in.
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Saying, "Master dear has sent me here if your name be Barbara Allen."
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Then slowly, slowly she got up and slowly she went to him,
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And all she said when there she came was, "Young man, I think you're dying.
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"Don't you remember the other night when we were in the tavern?
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You drank a toast to the ladies there and slighted Barbara Allen."
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He turned his face unto the wall,
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He turned his back upon her.
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"Adieu, adieu, to all my friends.
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And be kind, be kind to Barbara Allen."
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As she was wandering on the fields she heard the death bell knellin'.
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And every note, it seemed to say,
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"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"
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The more it tolled the more she grieved,
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She bursted out a-crying.
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"Oh, pick me up and carry me home.
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I fear that I am dying."
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They buried Willy in the old church yard and Barbara in the new one,
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And from William's grave, there grew a rose, from Barbara's, a green briar.
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They grew and grew in the old church yard,
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Till they could grow no higher,
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And there they tied in a true lover's knot,
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The red rose and the briar.
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Barbara Allen
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| Art Garfunkel |
