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• Artiste: Dolly Parton
• Titre: Barbara Allen
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twas in the merry month of may when rosebuds were a swelling sweet William on his death bed lay for the love of Barbara Allen he sent his servant to the town the town where she was dwelling said my masters sick and sent for you if your name be Barbara Allen then slowly slowly she got up and slowly she went nye him and all she said when she got there young man I think you're dying oh yes Im sick, Im very sick I hear the death wind howling no better no better I never shall be if I cant have Barbara Allen I cant forgive that jealous night down at the logwood tavern you drank and drank with the ladies there and you slighted Barbara Allen she was on her long way home she saw the hearse a comin lay down lay down your corpse of clay that I may look upon him the more she looked the more she mourned til she fell to the ground in sorrow sweet William died for me today Ill die for him tomorrow they buried her in the old church yard and William's grave was nye her on William's grave there grew red rose on Barbara's grave a brier they grew and grew up the old church wall till they could grow no higher they lept and tied in a true love knot with the rose wrapped round the middle