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Barbry Ellen - Jean Ritchie
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Barbry Ellen Jean Ritchie

Barbry Ellen - Jean Ritchie
[Verse 1]
All in the merry month of May
When the green buds they were swellin'
Young William Green on his death bed lay
For the love of Barbry Ellen

[Verse 2]
He sent his servant to the town
To the place where she was dwellin'
Saying, "Master's sick and he sends for you
If your name be Barbry Ellen"

[Verse 3]
So slowly, slowly she got up
And slowly she came a-nigh him
And all she said when she got there
"Young man, I believe you're dyin'"

[Chorus 1]
Oh, yes, I'm low, I'm vеry low
And death is on me dwellin'
No bеtter, no better I'll never be
If I can't get Barbry Ellen
Oh, yes, you're low, and very low
And death is on you dwellin'
No better, no better you'll never be
For you can't get Barbry Ellen
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