It was in and about the Martinmas time,
When the green leaves were a falling,
That Sir John Græme, in the West Country,
Fell in love with Barbara Allan.
He sent his men down through the town,
To the place where she was dwelling:
“O haste and come to my master dear,
If ye be Barbara Allan.”
O slowly, slowly rose she up,
To the place where he was
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