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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 Theyve ploughed, theyve sown, theyve harrowed him in Threw clods upon his head And these three men made a solemn vow John Barleycorn was dead Theyve let him lie for a very long time, til the rains from heaven did fall And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all Theyve let him stand til Midsummers Day til he looked both pale and wan And little Sir Johns grown a long long beard and so become a man Theyve hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee Theyve rolled him and tied him by the waist serving him most barbarously Theyve hired men with their sharp pitchforks whove pricked him to the heart And the loader he has served him worse than that For hes bound him to the cart Theyve wheeled him around and around a field til they came unto a barn And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn Theyve hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone And the miller he has served him worse than that For hes ground him between two stones And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the glass And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest man at last The huntsman he cant hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his horn And the tinker he cant mend kettle or pots Without a little barleycorn Additional verses: They wheeled him here, They wheeled him there They wheeled him to a barn And the brewer, he done him worse than that For he bungied him in a vat. Well they worked their will on John Barleycorn But he lived to tell the tale. Now they pour him out of a little brown jug, And they call him brewed ale. (pronounced brew-ed ale) Hell turn your gold into silver white, Your silver into brass. Hell turn a wise man into a fool And a fool into an ass. So pour your wine into glasses tall Your cider into cans But pour John Barleycorn from a little brown jug For he is the strongest man.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 15:37:51 +0000

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