Blackmore's Night

Blackmore's Night - Barbara Allen songtekst

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Een Schotse ballade. Het is onbekend wie het lied heeft geschreven.

'Twas in the merry month of May
When green buds all were swelling
Sweet William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen

He sent his servant unto her
To the place where she was dwelling
Saying you must come to his bedside now
If your name be Barbara Allen

So slowly slowly she got up
And slowly she drew nigh him
And the only words to him did she said
"Young man I think you're dying"

As she walked slowly o'er the field
She heard the death bells knelling
And with every stroke it seemed to say
Hard hearted Barbara Allen

Oh mother, mother make my bed
Make it long and narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I will die for him tomorrow

They buried her in the old churchyard
They buried him beside her
And from his grave grew a red, red rose
And from her grave a green briar

They grew and grew to the steeple top
'Til they could grow no higher
And there they tied in a true love's knot
Red rose around green briar
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Auteur: traditional

Componist: Ritchie Blackmore, Traditional

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Germany GmbH

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2010

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Autumn Sky (2010)

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