Barbara Allan To bill and Anne Mulloy of Calgary, Alberta



It was in and about the Martinmas time

When the green leaves were a fallin'

That Sir John Graeme o' the west countree

Fell in love wi' Barbara Allan

He sent his men down thro' the town

To the place where she was dwellin'

O haste and come to my master dear

Gin ye be Barbara Allan

O hooly hooly rose she up

To the place where he was lyin'

And when she drew the curtain by

Young man I think yer dyin'

Oh it's I am sick and very very sick

And it's a for Barbara Allan

O the better for me ye se never be

Tho' your hearts blood be spillin'

Remember ye not in the tavern sir

When ye the cups were fillin'

How ye made the healths gae round and round

And slighted Barbara Allan

He turned his face unto the wa'

And death was with him dealin'

Adieu adieu my dear friands a'

Be kind tae Barbara Alan

Then hooly hooly raise she up

And slowly slowly left him

And sighing said she could not stay

Since death o'life had reft him

She hadnae gone a mile but twa

When she heard the deid bell knellin'

And every jow tha the deid bell gied

Cried woe tae Barbara Allan

O mother mother make my bed

O make it fast and narrow

Since my love died for me today

I die for him tomorrow