Testo Barbara Allen - Doris Day
Testo della canzone Barbara Allen (Doris Day), tratta dall'album The Very Best of Doris Day
In the merry month of May
When green buds they were swelling
Young Tommy Jones on his death-bed lay
For love of Barbara Allen
He sent his man unto her then
To the place where she was dwelling
"You must come to my master dear
If your name be Barbara Allen"
Slowly, slowly she came up
And slowly she came nigh him
But all she said when she came there
"Young man, I think you're dying"
"If on your death-bed you do lie
What needs the tale you're telling
I cannot keep you from your death
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
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Writer(s): Arthur Garfunkle
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