Jack & The Beanstalk

Peter Combe

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    Fe Fi Fo Fum
    I smell the blood of an Englishman
    Be he alive, or be he dead
    I'll grind his bones to make my bread

    Jack climbed the beanstalk, he was only ten years old
    And watched as the giant was counting up his gold
    The giant soon got sleepy, he soon began to snore
    Jack grabbed a bag of gold and quickly scampered out the door

    And down the beanstalk Jack scurried
    Close to the ground he jumped and hurried
    Back to his mum who was very worried
    Look mum we don't have to be poor anymore

    Fe Fi Fo Fum
    I smell the blood of an Englishman
    Be he alive, or be he dead
    I'll grind his bones to make my bread

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    Jack climbed the beanstalk on the very next day again
    He found the giant wide awake and talking to his hen
    Lay me a golden egg he heard the giant say
    And when the giant fell asleep Jack stole the hen away

    And down the beanstalk Jack scurried
    Close to the ground he jumped and hurried
    Back to his mum who was very worried
    Look mum we don't have to be poor anymore

    Fe Fi Fo Fum
    I smell the blood of an Englishman
    Be he alive, or be he dead
    I'll grind his bones to make my bread

    Jack's mother begged him to never climb up again
    But Jack said just one more time and that will be the end
    He crept up to the giant who was playing a magic harp
    And quick as a flash and without a sound he snatched it in the dark

    And down the beanstalk Jack scurried
    Close to the ground he jumped and hurried
    Back to his mum who was very worried
    One blow with the axe down under
    The giant fell with a crash like thunder
    Jack said look mum, the giant's dead
    We don't have to be poor anymore

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