John Barleycorn

	  		
Intro 
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There were three men came from the west 
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Their fortunes for to tell 
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And the life of John Barleycorn as well 

Instrumental 
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They laid him in three furrows deep 
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Laid clods upon his head 
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Then these three man made a solemn vow 
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John Barleycorn was dead 
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John Barleycorn was dead 

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The let him die for a very long time 
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Till the rain from heaven did fall 
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Then little Sir John sprang up his head 
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And he did amaze them all 
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He did amaze them all 

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And they let him stand till the midsummer day 
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Till he looked both pale and wan 
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Then little Sir John, he grew a long beard 
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And he so became a man 
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He so became a man 

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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Sing fa, la, la, lay, oh 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Fa, la, la, la, lay, oh 


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They have hired men with the scythes so sharp 
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To cut him off at the knee 
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And they rolled him and tied him around the waist 
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They served him barbarously 
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They have served him barbarously 
 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Sing fa, la, la, lay, oh 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Singing fa, la, la, la, lay, oh 


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And they have hired men with the crab-tree sticks 
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To cut him skin from bone 
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And the miller he has served him worse than that 
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He ground him between two stones 
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He ground him between two stones 

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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Sing fa, la, la, lay, oh 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Singing fa, la, la, la, lay, oh
 

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And they have wheeled him here, and they've wheeled him there 
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They've wheeled him to a barn 
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And they have a-served him a-worse than that 
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They've bunged him in a vat 
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They've a-bunged him in a vat 

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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Sing fa, la, la, lay, oh 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Singing fa, la, la, la, lay, oh
 

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Well, they have worked their will on John Barleycorn 
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But he lived to tell the tale 
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For they pour him out of an old brown jug 
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And they call him homebrewed ale 
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They call him homebrewed ale 
 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Sing fa, la, la, lay, oh 
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Fa, la, la, la, it's a lovely day 
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Singing fa, la, la, la, lay, oh 


Outro 
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