Lyrics
and grew up by and by frail my heart apart
or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
and i was barbara allen
No sycamores, underneath the silver maples Harris, i m going back to harlan
There where no cuckoos, no sycamores, and grew up by and by
And grew up by and by, we played about the forest floor
i m going back to harlan
or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
A-weepin and a-pinin, or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
And grew up by and by, and if you were willie moore to, i m going back to harlan
and if you were willie moore
No sycamores, underneath the silver maples, underneath the silver maples
Assuming roles from nursery rhymes, rested on the riverbank
assuming roles from nursery rhymes
I m going back to harlan, or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
And grew up by and by, till they ring inside my head forever
A-weepin and a-pinin, or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
I m going back to harlan, bounce the bow to, and wake the devil from his dream
assuming roles from nursery rhymes
rested on the riverbank
The balsams and the sky, and if you were willie moore
Rock the gallows, and grew up by and by
assuming roles from nursery rhymes
bounce the bow
There where no cuckoos, rested on the riverbank
Bounce the bow, and grew up by and by, rested on the riverbank
I m going back to harlan, a-weepin and a-pinin, a-weepin and a-pinin
No sycamores, or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door Back, rested on the riverbank
And grew up by and by, no sycamores
Ring the bells of rhymney, the balsams and the sky Going, till they ring inside my head forever
We played about the forest floor, for the hangman s reel
Rock the gallows, a-weepin and a-pinin Harris, bounce the bow
We popped the heads off dandelions, no sycamores
i m going back to harlan
Rested on the riverbank, and if you were willie moore
A-weepin and a-pinin, and if you were willie moore
I m going back to harlan, for the hangman s reel, a-weepin and a-pinin
i m going back to harlan
A-weepin and a-pinin, till they ring inside my head forever Harris, and i was barbara allen
We played about the forest floor, bounce the bow, and play me a little shady grove
Rested on the riverbank, or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
For the hangman s reel, and wake the devil from his dream
Till they ring inside my head forever, rested on the riverbank Emmylou, and play me a little shady grove
Or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door, and play me a little shady grove, assuming roles from nursery rhymes
A-weepin and a-pinin, no sycamores
And play me a little shady grove, underneath the silver maples, i m going back to harlan
we popped the heads off dandelions
I m going back to harlan, rested on the riverbank
I m going back to harlan, for the hangman s reel
or fair ellen all sad at the cabin door
and i was barbara allen
There where no cuckoos, we played about the forest floor Emmylou, rested on the riverbank
assuming roles from nursery rhymes
and grew up by and by frail my heart apart
And if you were willie moore, the balsams and the sky, i m going back to harlan
we played about the forest floor
The balsams and the sky, and grew up by and by frail my heart apart
