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John Barleycorn



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John Barleycorn
Misc Traditional
John Barleycorn
    Capo 3
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    There were three men came out of the west
    Their fortunes for to try
    And these three men made a solemn vow
    John Barleycorn must die
    They've plowed,they've sown,the've harrowed him in
    Threw clods upon his head
    And these three men were satisfied
    John Barleycorn was dead

                x 2

    They let him lie for a very long time
    Till the rains from heaven did fall
    And little Sir John sprung up his head
    And so amazed them all
    They let him stand 'til mid summer's day
    'til he looked both pale and worn
     And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard
    And so become a man

                x 4

    They've hired men with scythes so sharp
    To cut him off at the knee
    They rolled him and tied him by the waist
    Serving him most barbarously
    They've hired men with sharp pitch forks
    Who pricked him to the heart
    And the loader he has served him worse than that
    For he's bound him to the cart

                x 4

    They've wheeled him around and around in the field
    'til they came onto a barn
    And there they made a solemn oath
    On poor John Barleycorn
    They've hired men with the crab tree sticks
    to cut him skin from bone
    And the miller he has served him worse than that
    For he's ground him between two stones

                x 4

    And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl
    And he's brandy in the glass
    And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl
    Proved the strongest man at last
    The huntsman, he can't hunt the fox
    Nor so loudly blow his horn
    And the Tinker he can't mend kettle nor pots
    Without a little Barlycorn
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