Jethro Tull - John Barleycorn Lyrics

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There were three men came out of the west

Their fortunes for to try

And these three men made a solemn vow:

John barleycorn must die!

Well they've ploughed they've sown the've harrowed him in.

Threw clouds upon his head.

Till these three men were satisfied.

John barleycorn was dead.

They've let him lie for a long long time

Till the rains from heaven did fall.

And little sir john sprang up his head

And so amazed them all.

They let him fly till the midsummer's day

Till he looked both pale and wan oh

Then little sir john has grown a long long beard

And so became a man.

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They have hired men with the scythes so sharp.

To cut him off at the knee

They rolled and they tied him around the waist

Serving him most him barbarously.

They hired men with the sharp pitchforks

To prick him to the heart.

And the loader he has served him worse than that

For he's bound him to the cart.

Well they've wheeled him 'round and 'round the field

Till they came onto a barn.

And there they made their solemn oath

Concerning a barleycorn.

They hired men with the crab tree sticks

To split him skin from bone yeah

But the miller he has served him worst and bad

For he ground him between two stones.

Well there's beer all in the barrel

And brandy in the glass

But little old sir john with his nut-brown bowl

Proved the strongest man at last.

John barleycorn throw him up throw him up!

Now the huntsman he can't hunt the fox

Nor loudly blow his horn

And the tinker he can't mend his pots

Without john barleycorn

John barleycorn john barleycorn

Barleycorn barleycorn

John barleycorn john barleycorn.

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