Bonny Barbara Allan, Lyric Variant 04
 


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“Bonny Barbara Allan, Lyric Variant 04,” Appalachian State University Libraries Digital Collections, accessed July 6, 2022, https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/items/show/31399.


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Title

Bonny Barbara Allan, Lyric Variant 04

Description

One leaf typewritten on both sides. The reverse side contains the text of "The Kicking Mule." The document is in good physical condition. The document was laminated. There are staple holes at the upper right corner. The top edge was unevenly cut. The right edge was unevenly cut.

Subject

Ballads, English Ballads, Irish Ballads, Scots Lovesickness -- Songs and Music Death -- Songs and Music

Alternative Title

Barbara Ellen

Publisher

W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Date Created

4/26/2007

Contributor

I. G. Greer

Rights

The images and audio files contained in the "So Mote It Ever Be: The Folksong Heritage of North Carolina's Northern Blue Ridge Mountains" collection are available for free personal, non-commercial, and educational use, provided that proper citation is used (e.g. I. G. Greer/W. Amos Abrams Manuscript Files Series, Folksong Files Subseries. W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection. Special Collections. Appalachian State University, Boone, NC). Any commercial use of the materials without the written permission of Appalachian State University is strictly prohibited. Please contact the Appalachian State University W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection with specific questions or with requests for further information.

Format

pdf

Language

English
English

Type

Typescript

Transcription

Barbara Allen

In Scarlet town where I was born,
There lived a fair maid dwelling,
Made every youth say "well aware."
Her name was Barb'ra Allen.

All in the merry month of May,
When green buds they were swelling,
Sweet William on his deathbed lay,
For love of Barb'ra Allen.

He sent his man unto her then,
To the town where she was dwelling,
"You must come to my master dear
If your name be Barb'ra Allen."

Then slowly, slowly she came up,
And slowly she came nigh him,
"Oh lovely maid, come pity me,
I'm on my deathbed lying."

"If on your deathbed you do lie,
What needs the tale you're telling?
I cannot keep you from your death,
Farewell," said Barb'ra Allen.

Hard-hearted creature him to slight,
Who loved me so sincerely,
Oh that I had been more kind to him,
When he was alive and near me.

On Monday morning she took sick,
Her heart was struck with sorrow,
Oh, Mother, mother, make my bed,
For I shall die tomorrow.

Farewell, farewell, ye virgins all,
And shun the fault I fell in,
Henceforth take warning by the fall
Of cruel Barb'ra Allen.

Classification Title

Bonny Barbara Allan, Lyric Variant 04

Document Title

Barbara Allen

Scholarly Classification

Child, 84 Brown, Older Ballads - Mostly British - 27 Randolph, 21

Dimensions - Original

211 mm x 276 mm

Upload Date

2013-10-22

File name

113_BonnyBarbaraAllen_Lyric_04_ocr

Transcription Date

2006-05-15

Transcribed By

Alexandra S. Toomey

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