.Was in the merry month of May
When all gay flowers were a bloomin',
Sweet William on his death-bed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his servant to the town
To the place where she was dwelling
Said, "You must come to my master's house,
If your name be Barbar.
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