"The Ballad of Barbara Allen"
A witch boy from the mountain came,
A-pinin' to be human,
Fer he had seen the fairest gal...
A gal named Barbara Allen.
O Conjur Man, O Conjur Man,
Please do this thing I'm wantin'
Please change me to a human man,
Fer Barbara I'll be courtin'.
Now Barbara had a red, red dress,
And one she had of blue,
And many men did Barbara love,
But never was she true.
Oh, you can be a man, a man,
If Barbara will not grieve you,
If she be faithful fer a year,
Yer Eagle, he will leave you.
O Barbara will you marry me,
And will you leave me never,
Oh yes, my love, I'll marry you,
And live with you ferever.
A-pinin' to be human,
Fer he had seen the fairest gal...
A gal named Barbara Allen.
O Conjur Man, O Conjur Man,
Please do this thing I'm wantin'
Please change me to a human man,
Fer Barbara I'll be courtin'.
Now Barbara had a red, red dress,
And one she had of blue,
And many men did Barbara love,
But never was she true.
Oh, you can be a man, a man,
If Barbara will not grieve you,
If she be faithful fer a year,
Yer Eagle, he will leave you.
O Barbara will you marry me,
And will you leave me never,
Oh yes, my love, I'll marry you,
And live with you ferever.
Three other alternate verses were used in the 1953 production of "Dark of the Moon" at the Totem Pole Playhouse:
I'll sing a song from down our way
From the mountains where I'm dwellin'
'bout a witch boy almost got a soul
Fer the love of Barbry Allen
From the mountains where I'm dwellin'
'bout a witch boy almost got a soul
Fer the love of Barbry Allen
Was in the merry month of May
The greenbuds they was swellin'
A witch boy saw a mountain gal
And wished that he was human.
The greenbuds they was swellin'
A witch boy saw a mountain gal
And wished that he was human.
Oh can you hear, how loud and clear
The church bells are a-ringin'
The valley folk from round about
Have come to git religion.
The church bells are a-ringin'
The valley folk from round about
Have come to git religion.
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