Scarlet Town

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In Scarlet Town, in the hot noon hours,
There's palm lit shadows, and scattered flowers,
Beggars crouching, at the gate,
Help comes, but it comes too late.

By marble slabs, and in fields of stone,
You make your humble wishes known,
I touched the garment, but the hem was torn *
In Scarlet Town, where I was born.
(Updated, thanks to Simon Clayton)

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BARBARA ALLEN
- traditional -

In Scarlet Town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwellin'
Made ev'ry youth cry "Well-a-day"
Her name was Barbara Allen

All in the merry month of May
When green buds they where swellin'
Young Jemmy Grove on his deathbed lay,
for love of Barbara Allen

He sent his man unto her then
to the town where she was dwellin'
You must come to my master dear
if your name be Barbara Allen