Barbara Allen Songtext
von Sam Larner

′Twas in the pleasant month of May
When green leaves they were springing
A young man on his deathbed lay
For the sake of Barry Allen
A young man on his deathbed lay
For the sake of Barry Allen

He sent for her, a servant maid
To the place that she was dwelling
"I pray thee come and see my master
If your name be Barry Allen"
"I pray thee come and see my master
If your name be Barry Allen"

So slowly, slowly she walked on
So slowly she got to him
And when she got to his bedside
She said "Young man, you're a-dying"
And when she got to his bedside
She said "Young man, you′re a-dying"


"I can see death pale you in your face
Your joys are all flown from you
And I can't save you from the grave
So fare you well, dear Johnny
And I can't save you from the grave
So fare you well, dear Johnny"

Now as she walked through the town next day
She met a corpse a-coming
"You little lads, come set him down
That I may gaze upon him"

Now the more she looked, the more she laughed
Till the people cried in sorrow
The more she looked, the more she laughed
Till her joys were turned to sorrow

Now this young man died on one night
And she died on the morrow
And on his grave planted a red rose bush
And on hers a briar
They grew till they grew to the steeple top
Till they couldn′t grow any higher
And there they tied a true love′s knot
With the red rose and the briar

That's right, the red rose and the briar