Chords for Barbara Allen
Tempo:
97.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Am
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] I was born in Scarlet Town, there was a fair maid dwellin'
[Am] Turned every head [G] as she walked by, her name [D] was [G] Barbara Allen
It was in the month of May, green leaves they were swellin'
This [C] young man on [G] his death bed lay, for the love of Barbara Allen
He sent his friend to see her there, to the place where she was dwellin'
Sayin' you [C] must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
Cause death is printed all in his face, sorrows in him dwellin'
Oh [C] you must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
[D]
[G] If death is printed all in his face, sorrows in him dwellin'
Well it [Am] could better [G] shall he be, for [D] seein' [G] Barbara Allen
Oh she was walkin' out in the field, she heard the death bells hollin'
And every stroke it seemed to say, from would be Barbara Allen
She kept walkin' out on that day, she saw the hearse come rollin'
Lay [Am] down, lay down, [G] that corpse of clay, [D] tiny [G] gaze upon him
[D]
[G] Oh mother, mother, come make my bed, make it long and narrow
Oh [Am] a young man died [G] for me today, and I must die tomorrow
They [D]
[G] buried her in the old churchyard, they buried him in the choir
And [C] from his [D] grave grew a red, red [G]
rose, from her grave a bridehood
[G] They grew and grew to the steeple top, till they could grow no higher
And there [D] they [G] made a lover's knot, with a red rose round the briar
[Am] Turned every head [G] as she walked by, her name [D] was [G] Barbara Allen
It was in the month of May, green leaves they were swellin'
This [C] young man on [G] his death bed lay, for the love of Barbara Allen
He sent his friend to see her there, to the place where she was dwellin'
Sayin' you [C] must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
Cause death is printed all in his face, sorrows in him dwellin'
Oh [C] you must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
[D]
[G] If death is printed all in his face, sorrows in him dwellin'
Well it [Am] could better [G] shall he be, for [D] seein' [G] Barbara Allen
Oh she was walkin' out in the field, she heard the death bells hollin'
And every stroke it seemed to say, from would be Barbara Allen
She kept walkin' out on that day, she saw the hearse come rollin'
Lay [Am] down, lay down, [G] that corpse of clay, [D] tiny [G] gaze upon him
[D]
[G] Oh mother, mother, come make my bed, make it long and narrow
Oh [Am] a young man died [G] for me today, and I must die tomorrow
They [D]
[G] buried her in the old churchyard, they buried him in the choir
And [C] from his [D] grave grew a red, red [G]
rose, from her grave a bridehood
[G] They grew and grew to the steeple top, till they could grow no higher
And there [D] they [G] made a lover's knot, with a red rose round the briar
Key:
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C
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[G] I was born in Scarlet Town, there was a fair maid dwellin'
_ [Am] Turned every head [G] as she walked by, her name [D] was [G] Barbara Allen _ _ _ _ _
_ It was in the month of May, green leaves they were swellin'
This [C] young man on [G] his death bed lay, for the love of Barbara Allen _ _ _ _ _ _
He sent his friend to see her there, to the place where she was dwellin'
Sayin' you [C] must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
Cause death is printed all in his face, _ sorrows in him dwellin'
Oh [C] you must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
_ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ If death is printed all in his face, sorrows in him dwellin'
Well it [Am] could better [G] shall he be, for [D] seein' [G] Barbara Allen _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh she was walkin' out in the field, she heard the death bells hollin'
_ _ And every stroke it seemed to say, from would be Barbara Allen _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ She kept walkin' out on that day, she saw the hearse come rollin'
_ Lay [Am] down, lay down, [G] that corpse of clay, [D] tiny [G] gaze upon him
_ [D] _
[G] _ _ _ _ Oh mother, mother, come make my bed, _ make it long and narrow
Oh [Am] a young man died [G] for me today, and I must die tomorrow
They [D] _
[G] _ _ _ _ buried her in the old churchyard, they buried him in the choir _
_ And [C] from his [D] grave grew a red, red [G]
rose, from her grave a bridehood _ _
[G] _ _ _ They grew and grew to the steeple top, till they could grow no higher
And there [D] they [G] made a lover's knot, with a red rose round the briar _ _ _ _
_ [Am] Turned every head [G] as she walked by, her name [D] was [G] Barbara Allen _ _ _ _ _
_ It was in the month of May, green leaves they were swellin'
This [C] young man on [G] his death bed lay, for the love of Barbara Allen _ _ _ _ _ _
He sent his friend to see her there, to the place where she was dwellin'
Sayin' you [C] must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
Cause death is printed all in his face, _ sorrows in him dwellin'
Oh [C] you must come [G] to my friend's bedside, her name is Barbara Allen
_ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ If death is printed all in his face, sorrows in him dwellin'
Well it [Am] could better [G] shall he be, for [D] seein' [G] Barbara Allen _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh she was walkin' out in the field, she heard the death bells hollin'
_ _ And every stroke it seemed to say, from would be Barbara Allen _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ She kept walkin' out on that day, she saw the hearse come rollin'
_ Lay [Am] down, lay down, [G] that corpse of clay, [D] tiny [G] gaze upon him
_ [D] _
[G] _ _ _ _ Oh mother, mother, come make my bed, _ make it long and narrow
Oh [Am] a young man died [G] for me today, and I must die tomorrow
They [D] _
[G] _ _ _ _ buried her in the old churchyard, they buried him in the choir _
_ And [C] from his [D] grave grew a red, red [G]
rose, from her grave a bridehood _ _
[G] _ _ _ They grew and grew to the steeple top, till they could grow no higher
And there [D] they [G] made a lover's knot, with a red rose round the briar _ _ _ _