Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Barbara Allen, artist - Doris Day. Date of issue: 10.12.2021
Song language: English
Barbara Allen |
| Oh, in the merry month of May |
| When green buds they were swellin' |
| Young Tommy Jones on his death bed lay |
| For love of Barbara Allen |
| He sent his men unto her then |
| To the place where she was dwellin' |
| «You must come to my master, dear |
| If your name be Barbara Allen» |
| So slowly, slowly she came up |
| And slowly she came at him |
| But all she said when she came there |
| «Young man, I think you’re dyin» |
| «If on your death bed you do lie |
| What needs a tale you’re tellin' |
| I cannot keep you from yourself |
| Farewell», said Barbara Allen |
| He turned his face unto the wall |
| As deadly pangs he fell in |
| Farewell, farewell, farewell to all |
| Farewell to Barbara Allen |