The Ballad of Barbara Allan (Scottish) Unknown Artist

It was in and about the Martinmas time
When the green leaves were a-falling
That Sir John Graeme, in the West Country,
Fell in love with Barbara Allan.

He sent his men down through the town
To the place where she was dwelling
"O haste and come to my master dear
Gin ye be Barbara Allan."

O hooly, hooly rose she up
To the place where he was lying
And when she drew the curtain by,
"Young man, I think you're dying."

"O it's I'm sick and very, very sick
And it's a' for Barbara Allan
O the better for me you'll never be
Though your heart's blood were a spilling."

"O dinna ye mind young man," she said
"When the red wine ye were filling,
That ye made the healths gae round and round
And slighted Barbara Allan?

He turned his face unto the wall
And death was with him dealing
"Adieu, adieu, my dear friends all,
And be kind to Barbara Allan."