Barbara Allen

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Capo: IV
Intro: Em G Em G
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Twas round and about last mar in 
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this tide
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When the green leaves were swellin’
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That Young Jimmy Grove of the 
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West Country
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fell in love with Barbara Allen

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He sent his men into the town
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to the place where she was dwellin’
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Oh will ye come to my master, dear
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If ye name be Barbara Allen

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(repeat as above)
Then slowly, slowly got she up
And slowly came she nigh him;
And all she said when e'er she came,
“Young man I think you’re dyin’.”

Oh, yes I’m sick, I’m very sick
Indeed I think I'm dyin'
But a word from you will revive me 
again
Oh lovely Barbara Allen

"Do you recall, young man," she 
said,
"When the red wine you were 
spillin'?
How you made the ladies' health go 
'round
And you slighted Barbara Allen?"

And death is printed on his face
and all his heart is stealin'
but still he cried as she left his 
side,
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"

(Play Chords once and let ring)
She was going over the field
she heard the death bell tollin'
and every sound the death bell 
gave---
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"

Oh mother, mother make me a bed
Oh make it soft and narrow
since Jimmy died for me today
I'll die for him tomorrow.