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JOHN BARLEYCORN There were three men come out of the west Their fortunes for to try And they have made a solemn vow John Barleycorn must die (2x) Fa la la la, it's a lovely day Fa la la la lay o Fa la la la, it's a lovely day Sing fa la la la lay They plowed him in three furrows deep Laid clods all on his head And they have made a solemn oath John Barleycorn was dead Well then there came a shower of rain Which from the clouds did fall John Barleycorn sprang up again And so amazed them all Well then came men with great sharp scythes To cut him off at the knee They bashed his head against a stone And they used him barbarously Well then came men with great long flails To cut him skin from bone The miller has used him worse than that He ground him between two stones They wheeled him here, they wheeled him there Wheeled him into the barn And they have used him worse than that They bunged him in a vat They worked their will upon John Barleycorn But he lives to tell the tale We pour him into an old brown jug And we call him home-brewed ale Recorded by Watersons-Calendar, Ritchie- Fieldtrip, Carthy- Innocent Hare @drink filename[ JBARLEY TUNE FILE: JBARLEY CLICK TO PLAY SOF |
John Barleycorn (this text is an expanded set of the version of the song recorded by Fred Hamer in 1960 from William (Billy) Bartle of Wrestlingworth in Bedfordshire; midi made from the notation in Hamer's book Garners Gay.) |
