"Barbara Allen" as written by and Traditional....
Twas in the merry month of May, when all gay flowers were bloomin'
Sweet William on his death bed lay for the love of Barbary Allen
He sent his severant to the town, he sent him to her dwelling
Sayin' Master's sick and very sick and for your sake he's dying

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