In Scarlet Town where I was born   There was a fair maid dwelling   And every youth cried well away   For her name was Barbary Allen      'Twas in the merry month of May   The green buds were a swelling   Sweet William on his deathbed lay   For the love of Barbary Allen      He sent a servant unto her   To the place where she was dwelling   Saying "You must come to his deathbed now   If your name be Barbary Allen."      Well slowly, slowly got she up   And slowly she came nigh him   And the only words to him she said   "Young man, I think you're dyin'."      As she was walking o'er the fields   She heard the death bell knelling   And every stroke it seemed to say   "Hardhearted Barbary Allen."      Oh mother, mother make my bed   And make it long and narrow   Sweet William died for me today   But I'll die for him tomorrow      They buried her in the old churchyard   They buried him the choir   And from his grave grew a red, red rose   And from her grave a briar      They grew and grew to the steeple top   'Til they could grow no higher   And there they twined in a true love's knot   Red rose around green briar      And there they twined in a true love's knot   Red rose around green briar