Barbara Allen Lyrics - Eddy Arnold

In Scarlet Town where I was born there was a fair maid dwelling 

And every youth cried Well Away her name was Barbara Allen 

Twas in the merry month of May when all green buds were swelling 

Young William on his death bed lay for the love of Barbara Allen 

He sent his servant into town to the house where she was dwelling 

Said you must come to my Master if your name'd be Barbara Allen 

So slowly slowly she got up and slowly she came nigh him 

But the only thing she said to him young man I think you're dying 

Oh I am sick so very sick and death is on me dwelling 

No better I will ever be if I can't have Barbara Allen 

As she walked slowly toward her home she heard the death bells tolling 

And every bell appeared to say how hard is Barbara Allen 

Oh father father dig my grave and dig it long and narrow 

My William died for me today I'll die for him tomorrow 

Upon her grave there grew a rose on Williams grave were briers 

They twine and twine in a true love's knot and the rose grew round the brier