Barbara Allen - Lomax Prison Recording
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@unsignedchar there ya go
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An' from her grave there sprung a rose
An' from his grave a brier
They wrapped and tied in a lovers' knot
An' lived an' died together.
*carpse=corpse
and obviously they are not posted in the correct order.
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She wheeled around and went back home Along as she was journeyin' She looked to de East, and looked to the West She saw the carpse a-comin'. Oh, mother, mother, fix my bed An' make it long an' narrow A young man died for me today An' I must die for him tomorrow. Little Willie died on Saturday night An' Bobby died on Sunday Little Willie died on Saturday night He were buried on Easter Monday.
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Remember, 'member de other day When you in town a-drinkin' You treated all the ladies 'round An' slighted Bobby Allen. He sent his servants to the town Up to his Bobby's dwellin' Your master dear lies sick in bed It will kill his Bobby Allen. Slowly, slowly she got up An' went unto his dwellin' She raised the curtains as she walked in, Young man, I think you a'really dyin'. Yes, I am sick, I'm very sick An' death is on my dwellin' I never shall see my time again If I don't get Bobby Allen.
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you should give credit to the woman singing the song....Hule Hines
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bed, not bad
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Just haunting...
GypsyFairy69 3 years ago 12
this is wonderful.....
bugsycline 3 years ago 3