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<object><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><provider_name>Network.hu</provider_name><provider_url>http://network.hu/</provider_url><title>The Everly Brothers - Barbara Allen.</title><author_name>apucsoka</author_name><author_url>http://network.hu/apucsoka</author_url><html>&amp;lt;object width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;http://slager.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=289903&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://slager.network.hu&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowscriptaccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowfullscreen&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;http://slager.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=289903&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://slager.network.hu&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot; allowscriptaccess=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; allowfullscreen=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;</html><width>424</width><height>345</height><duration>120</duration><description>Twas in the merry month of May&#13;
When flowers were a-bloomin'&#13;
Sweet Willie on his deathbed lay&#13;
For the love of Barbara Allen&#13;
&#13;
He sent his servant to the town&#13;
The town where she did dwell in&#13;
Saying &quot;Master dear has sent me here&#13;
It remained for Barbara Allen&quot;&#13;
&#13;
Then slowly slowly she got up&#13;
And slowly she went to him&#13;
And all she said when she got there&#13;
&quot;Young man, I think you're dying&quot;&#13;
&#13;
&quot;Oh don't you remember the other day&#13;
When we were in the tavern?&#13;
You drank your health to the ladies there&#13;
And you slighted Barbara Allen&quot;&#13;
&#13;
He turned his face unto the wall&#13;
He turned his back upon her&#13;
&quot;Adieu! Adieu! To all my friends&#13;
Be kind to Barbara Allen&quot;&#13;
&#13;
She looked to the east, She looked to the west&#13;
She saw his corpse a-comin'&#13;
&quot;Oh sit him down for me&quot; she cried&#13;
&quot;That I may gaze upon him&quot;&#13;
&#13;
The more she looked the more she grieved&#13;
She bursted out to cryin'&#13;
Sayin' &quot;pick me up and carry me home&#13;
For I feel like I am dyin'&quot;&#13;
&#13;
They buried Willie in the old churchyard&#13;
And Barbara in the new one&#13;
From Willie's grave there grew a rose&#13;
From Barbara's a green briar&#13;
&#13;
They grew and grew to the old church wall&#13;
And could not grow no higher&#13;
And there they died in a true love-knot&#13;
The rosebush and the briar</description><thumbnail_url>http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/2/8/9/_/289903_14373_2.jpg</thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width>80</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height>60</thumbnail_height><video_id>289903</video_id></object>
