I've done as breezy said, and this is the text corrected by Steve Tilston:

'Twas early, early in the spring
When green buds they were swellin'
Young William on his death bed lay
For love of Barbry Allen

He sent his servant round the town
To the place where she was dwellin'
Sayin' – Rise, O rise, and go with me
If your name be Barbry Allen

So slowly, slowly she got up
And slowly drew she nigh him
Whisperin' softly in his ear:
Young man, I think you're dyin'

O, a dying man, that's what I am
One kiss from you would cure me -
Ah, one kiss from me you ne'er shall have
For choosin' to ignore me

Do you remember New Year's Eve?
All drinking in the tavern
You drank a health to all the girls around
But none to Barbry Allen

Then slowly, slowly she got up
Without a glance diparted
He turned his face unto the wall
Here I die broken hearted

As she was on the high road home
The small birds they were singing
They sang so clear, they seemed to say:
Here comes cruel Barbry Allen

She'd scarcely gone a mile but one
She heard the death-bell knelling
At every toll the bells did say:
Hard-hearted Barbry Allen

She'd scarcely gone a mile but two
She saw his coffin comin'
She begged the bearers to lay him down
That she might look upon him

O mother, mother, make my bed
Go make it long and narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I'll die for him tomorrow

They laid her in the old church-yard
And he was buried nigh her
Out of his grave grew a red, red rose
Out of hers grew a briar

They grew unto the steeple top
Till they could grow no higher
And there they twined in a true lover's know
For lovers to admire