Twas in the merry month of May,
when flowers were abloomin'.
Sweet Willie on his deathbed lay,
for the love of Barbara Allen.He sent his servant to the town,
the town were she did dwelling,
Saying .Then slowly slowly she got up
and slowly she went to him
and all she said, when she got there,
>.She loked to the east, she looked to the west,
she saw his corpse acomin'.
, she cried,
The more she looked, the more she grieved
she bursted out cryin'
saying