Barbara Allen(Ukulele chords)

	        

  
  
           D     A        D 
All in the merry month of May, 
                G        A 
When green buds all were swelling 
      G              D 
Sweet William on his deathbed lay 
            G       D      A 
For love of Barbara Allen 
  
  
            D       A      D 
He sent his servant to the town, 
                G       A 
The place where she did dwell in 
         G               D 
Saying, 'Master dear has sent me here 
                G       A 
If your name be Barbara Allen.' 
  
  
             D      A       D 
Then slowly, slowly she got up 
           G        A 
And slowly she went to him 
    G                 D 
And all she said when there she came 
                   G            D A 
Was, 'Young man, I think you're dying.? 
  
  
             D          A     D 
'Don't you remember the other night 
             G      A 
When we were in the tavern? 
     G                   D 
You drank a toast to the ladies there, 
             G       D        G   A 
And slighted Barbara Allen.' 
  
  
              D      A      D 
He turned his face unto the wall, 
              G     A 
He turned his back upon her 
  G               D 
'Adieu, adieu, to all my friends, 
       G        A               D 
And be kind, be kind to Barbara Allen.' 
  

Instrumental:  
  
  
A          D         A        D 
As she was wandering o'er the fields, 
              G          A 
She heard the death bell knelling 
    G              D 
And every note, it seemed to say, 
              G       A 
'Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!' 
  
  
            D          A        D 
The more it tolled the more she grieved, 
            G     A 
She bursted out a-crying 
     G              D 
'Oh, pick me up and carry me home, 
            G    A 
I fear that I am dying.' 
  
  
Instrumental: D G A   D G A 
  
            ## Key Change - Up 3 semitones ## 
  
              F C F Bb C 
  
  
            F            C          F 
They buried Willy in the old church yard 
            Bb     C 
And Barbara in the new one, 
         Bb                     F 
And from William's grave, there grew a rose, 
                Bb      C 
From Barbara's, a green briar 
  
  
              F           C          F 
They grew and grew in the old church yard, 
                Bb      C 
'Til they could grow no higher, 
    Bb                   F 
And there they tied in a true lover's knot, 
             C       F 
The red rose and the briar.
	        

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