In Scarlet Town where I was born there was a fair maid dwelling
   Her beauty shone just like the sun and her name was Barbara Allen
   All in the merry month of May when green buds they were swelling
   Sweet William on his death bed lay for the love of Barbara Allen
   He simply servant unto her to the pawn where she was dwelling
   Come to my Master quickly please if your name'd be Barbara Allen
   Then slowly slowly she got up and slowly she went to him
   And all she said when she got there young man I think you're dying
   He reached to kiss her pretty face as death was growing nigh him
   And with his eye no breath he said I love you Barbara Allen
   As she was walking back to town she heard the death bell feeling
   And every stroke did seem to say hard hearted Barbara Allen
   When he was dead and laid to rest her heart was struck with sorrow
   Oh mother mother make my bed for I shall die tomorrow
   They buried him in the old churchyard they buried her beside him
   And on his grave there grew a red rose on Barbara's grew a briar
   They grew to the top of the old church tower and they couldn't grow any higher
   And there they tied in a true love's knot the red rose around the briar