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 Barbara Allen de Misc Traditional

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Barbara Allen Traditional II-----------------� means to bar second (II) fret for all notes beneath the dotted line. This is optional, but it helps move things along. D A7 Bm D E7 A e---2-----------------0--------------------------------------------| b---3-----------------2-----3---------3-----3--------2------------| g---2-----------------0-----4---------2-----1--------2------------| d---0-----------------------4---------0-----2--------2------------| a---------------------0-----2------------------------0------------| e-------------------------------------2-----0---------------------| In Scarlet Town where I was born, There was a fair maid dwellin'. Made G D Bm D G A7 D II--------------� e---------------------------------------------------0--3-----------| b--3-------------3-----2-------3------3---------0--2--2-----------| g--4---------0---2--------4-----------2---------0--0--3-----------| d--5-------------4--------4---------------------0------0----0-----| a-------------------------2------------------------0---------------| e--------------------------------------2--------3------------------| ev'ry youth cry "Well - a - day," Her name was Barbara Allen. All D Bm D E7 A II------� e------2------------------------------------------------------------| b------3------------3--------------------3----3-----2--------------| g----2--------------4--------------------2----1-----2--------------| d-0--------------4------------------0---------2-----2--------------| a-------------2-------------------------------------0------0-------| e-------------------------------2-------------0--------------------| in the merry month of May, When green buds they were swellin' Young G D Bm D G A7 D II----------� e--------------------------------------------------0----3-----------| b--------0----------3----2-------------3------0---2----2-----------| g--------0----------2--------4---------2------0---0----3-----------| d-----0-------5-----4--------4---------0------0--------0------0----| a----------------------------2---0----------------0-----------------| e-3------------------------------------2------3---------------------| Jemmy Grove on his deathbed lay, For love of Bar - bara Allen. He sent his man unto her then, To the town where she was dwellin'; You must come to my master dear, If your name be Barbara Allen For death is printed on his face, And o'er his heart is stealin'; Then haste away to comfort him, O lovely Barbara Allen. Though death be printed on his face, And o'er his heart is stealin', Yet little better shall he be, For bonnie Barbara Allen. G slowly, slowly, she came up, And slowly she came nigh him, And all she said, when there she came, Young man I think you're dying. He turned his face unto her straight, With deadly sorrow sighing; O lovely maid, come pity me, I'm on my deathbed lying. If on your deathbead you do lie, What needs the tale your tellin', I cannot keep you from your death; Farewell, said Barbara Allen When he was dead and laid in grave, Her heart was struck with sorrow, O mother, mother, make my bed, For I shall die tomorrow. Hard-hearted creature him to slight, Who loved me so dearly; O that I'd been more kind to him, When he was alive and near me! She, on her deathbed as she lay, Begg'd to be buried by him; And sore repented of the day, That she did e'er deny him. Farewell, she said, ye virgins all, And shun the fault I fell in; Henceforth take warning by the fall Of cruel Barbara Allen.