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the horses of the gods - john barleycorn lyrics

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[verse 1]
o three men they did come down from kent
to plough for wheat and rye
and they made a vow and a solemn vow
john barleycorn should die

[verse 2]
o they ploughed him in the furrow deep
till the clods lay o’er his head
and these three men were rejoicing then
john barleycorn was dead

[verse 3]
they left him for a week or so
and a shower of rain did fall
john barleycorn sprang up again
and he proved them liars all

[verse 4]
then they hired men with sickles
to cut him off at the knee
and the worst of all they served barleycorn
they served him barbarously

[verse 5]
then they hired men with pitchforks
to pitch him onto the load
and the worst of all they served barleycorn
they bound him down with cord
[verse 6]
then they hired men with thrashels
to beat him high and low
they came smick+smack on poor jack’s back
till the flesh bled every blow

[verse 7]
o the next thing they put him in the malting kiln
thinking to dry his bones
and the worst of all they served barleycorn
they crushed him between two stones

[verse 8]
then they put him in the mashing tub
thinking to scold his tail
and the next thing they called barleycorn
they called him home brewed ale

[verse 9]
so come put your wine into glasses
your cider in tin cans
put young barleycorn in the old brown jug
for he proves the strongest man

- the horses of the gods lyrics

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