John Barleycorn

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[Verse]
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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

[Verse]
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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

[Chorus]
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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

[Verse]
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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

[Chorus]
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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

[Verse]
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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

[Chorus]
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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

[Verse]
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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

[Chorus]
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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

[Verse]
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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

[Chorus]
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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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