Barbara Allen - Jim Moray

Barbara Allen from the album Jim Moray Buy the album! http://www.jimmoray.co.uk/shop.php#3 Get it from iTunes! http://tinyurl.com/bjwfgv ©℗2006 NIAG ~Lyrics~ In Scarletstown, where I was born, There was a young girl living, Who made all youth cry "Well-a-day!" Her name was Barbara Allen. It happened back in '89, When autumn leaves were falling, Sweet William's heart was falling too, For love of Barbara Allen. He was so sick with love, He called her name whilst she was sleeping, And in his silent way, He waited for her but she never came. Its the pride that keeps us in, And the life inside that twists, Pride and prejudice. She came up to Sir William's house, To tell him of a secret, Oh, when she came into the room, There was no life inside him. And in the candle light, She's falling on the floor weeping, For all the time she dreamed, And never found to tell him of her love. Its the pride that keeps us in, And the knife inside that twists, Pride and prejudice. In Scarletstown where I was born, Cathedral bells are ringing, For a foolish man who died for love, Of cruel Barbara Allen. http://www.geocities.com/jim_moray/