Barbra Allen- (TN) 1932 Anderson I
[No informant named, no date given. From: Geneva Anderson. "A Collection of ballads and songs from East Tennessee." Master's Thesis, University of North Carolina, 1932.
R. Matteson 2015]
I. Barbra Allen. Name of contributor is lost.
1. It was early in the month of May,
And the rose buds they were swelling,
When a fair young man on his death-bed lay,
For the love of Barbra Allen.
2. He sent his servant through the town,
To the place she was dwelling,
Saying, "Master's sick and sent for you,
If your name be Barbra Allen."
3. So slowly, slowly she got up,
And slowly she gone to him,
But all she said when she got there,
Was, "Young man, I think you're dying."
4 "Oh yes, I'm sick, and very sick
And death is with me dwelling,
And none the better will I be,
If I can't have Barbra Allen."
5. "O yes, you're sick, and very sick
And death is with you dwelling,
And none the better will you ever be,
For you'll never get Barbra Allen."
6. "Do you remember the other night,
When I were at the ball room;
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