Blackmore's Night - Barbara allen

Twas in the m^Cerry month of May When green bud^Ams all were sw^Gelling Sweet W^Dmilliam on his deat^Ch bed lay For love of Ba^Grbara Al^Clen

He sent his s^Cervant to the town To the place w^Amhere she was d^Gwelling Saying y^Dmou must come to my ^Cmaster dear If your ^Gname be Barbara Al^Clen

So slow^Cly slowly she got up And sl^Amowly she drew nig^Gh him And the on^Dmly words to him^C did say Young m^Gan I think you'^Cre dying

As she wa^Clked slowly o'er the field She heard the ^Amdeath bells k^Gnelling And with e^Dmvery stroke it se^Cemed to say Hard h^Gearted Barbara ^CAllen

Oh mother, oh m^Cother make by bed Make it lo^Amng and nar^Grow Sweet William ^Dmdied for me ^Ctoday And I will ^Gdie for him tomo^Crrow

They bu^Dried her in the old churchyard They buried ^Bmhim bes^Aide her And f^Emrom his grave grew a re^Dd red rose And from her g^Arave a green b^Driar

They grew and ^Dgrew to the steeple top Till they could g^Bmrow no h^Aigher And th^Emere they tied a t^Drue love's knot Red ro^Ase around green^D briar