Chords for Barbara Allen as sung by Crystal Gayle in an 1880s American mining camp setting

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Twas in the _ merry month of May, _ _ [G] the green buds were a [F]-swelling, _ _ _
[Eb] Sweet William on [Gm] his deathbed lay, [C] for the love of [G] Amber [Bb] _ Allen. _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh yes, you're sick, [F] and very [Bb] _ sick, _ _ and death [Gm] is [C] on you [F] dwelling,
_ _ [Eb] But one sweet kiss [Gm] you never will _ have, from the lips [Eb] of [F] Barbara [Bb] _
_ Allen.
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When she was _ walking in the field, _ _ she [Gm] heard the [C] death [F] bell ne'er ring,
_ [Eb] And every toll it [Gm] seemed to say, heart [Eb]-hearted _ [F] Barbara [Bb] _ _ Allen.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh father, oh father, go dig my _ grave, _ go dig [Gm] it [C] long [F] and _ narrow,
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Sweet William died [Bb] for me, [Gm] for love, I'll die [Eb] for [F] him, for [Bb] _ sorrow.
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_ They buried her in a lone _ churchyard, _ _ sweet [Gm] William [C] lay [F] her, _
_ _ _ [Eb] And out of his grave [Bb] grew a red, [Gm] red rose, and [Eb] out of hers [Bb] grew a briar.
_ _ _ _ _ They climbed, they climbed to the tall church tower, _ _ till they [Gm] could [C] go [F] no _ higher,
_ [Eb] And now they time, [Bb] a [Gm] true love is not, [Eb] the rose wrapped [F] round [Bb] the briar.
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