John Barleycorn chords by Martin Carthy, Eliza Carthy, Paul Weller

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Intro 1

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Oh there

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were three men came out of the west
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Their fortunes for to try,
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And these three men
made a solemn vow:
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John Barleycorn should die.
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They ploughed, they sowed,
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they harrowed him in,
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Throwed clods upon
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his      head.
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Then these three men made
a solemn vow:
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John Barleycorn was dead.

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Interlude 1

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They

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let him lie for a very long time
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Till the rain from heaven did
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fall.
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Then     little Sir John he
raised up his head
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And he soon amazed them
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all.
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They let him lie till the long midsummer
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Till he looked both pale and
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wan.
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Then little Sir John growed a long,
long beard
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And so became a man.

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They

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hired men with
the scythes so sharp
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To cut him off down by
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the knee.
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They rolled him and tied him
around by the waist,
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Served him most barbarously.
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They hired men with
the sharp pitchforks
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Who pierced him to the heart.
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But the loader,
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he served him far worse than that
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For he bound him to the cart.

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They

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rode him around and around the field
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Till they came into a barn,
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And      there they made a solemn mow
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Of poor John Barleycorn.
They hired men with the crab- tree sticks
Who cut him skin from bone
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But the miller,
he served him far worse than that
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For he ground him between two stones.
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Here's little Sir John in
the nut- brown bowl
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And brandy in a glass.
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And little Sir John in
the nut- brown bowl
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Proved the stronger man at last.
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For the hunter, he can't hunt the fox
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Nor so loudly blow his horn,
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And the tinker,
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he can't mend his kettles or his pots
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Without a little bit of John Barleycorn.
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