Chords for It's Sister Jenny's Turn to Throw the Bomb 02 - John Barleycorn
Tempo:
85.05 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Cm
Bb
F
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] There were three [Bb] maids come from the [Gm] West, their [Cm] fortune [F] to [Gm] espy,
[Cm] And these [Gm] three maids took [F] a solemn [Gm] oath that John [Gm] [F] Barleycorn [Gm] must die.
They [Bb] buried him in [Gm] pre-furrowed steep, [Bb] vile floods upon [D] his [Am] head,
[Cm] And these [Bb] three maids took a [Gm] solemn oath that John [Am] Barleycorn [Gm] was dead.
They let him lie for about three weeks till the drops [G] from heaven did fall.
Then little [Gm] Sir John [F] lifted up [Gm] his head, [Cm] and so [Gm] did amaze them all.
They [Bb] let him stand till mid-Solstice day when he looked [C] both pale [D] and wad.
[Cm] Then little [Gm] Sir John grew a long, [Gm] long beard, and so [F] [Gm] became a [Dm] man.
They fired the men with a scythe [Gm] so sharp [Cm] to cut [Gm] him [Am] off at the knee,
[Cm] And rolled [Gm] him and tied him [Bb] about the waist.
[Cm] They [D] served him [Gm] barbarously.
[Bb] They fired the men [Gm] with the crabtree sticks, or to thrash [C] him [D] skin from bone,
And the [Gm] miller has treated [F] him worst [Gm] of all, for he's ground [G] him [Am] between [Gm] two stones.
[Cm] [Bb]
[Gm] [Cm] [G]
[Gm] [F] [Gm]
[Cm] [Gm] [F] [G]
[Bb] [G]
[C] [D]
[Gm] And
[Cm] [Am] [Gm]
that was the death of John Barleycorn, but he [G] lived [F] to tell [Gm] the tale,
For [Cm] they bunged [Gm] him into [F] an oak and wedge, and [G] called him [Am] home [Gm] brutal.
And [Bb] the king, he could not [Gm] keep his court, nor the huntsman wind [D] his horn,
Nor the [Gm] sailor's sail, nor the ploughman's plough, [Cm] without John [D] [G] Barleycorn.
[Cm] And these [Gm] three maids took [F] a solemn [Gm] oath that John [Gm] [F] Barleycorn [Gm] must die.
They [Bb] buried him in [Gm] pre-furrowed steep, [Bb] vile floods upon [D] his [Am] head,
[Cm] And these [Bb] three maids took a [Gm] solemn oath that John [Am] Barleycorn [Gm] was dead.
They let him lie for about three weeks till the drops [G] from heaven did fall.
Then little [Gm] Sir John [F] lifted up [Gm] his head, [Cm] and so [Gm] did amaze them all.
They [Bb] let him stand till mid-Solstice day when he looked [C] both pale [D] and wad.
[Cm] Then little [Gm] Sir John grew a long, [Gm] long beard, and so [F] [Gm] became a [Dm] man.
They fired the men with a scythe [Gm] so sharp [Cm] to cut [Gm] him [Am] off at the knee,
[Cm] And rolled [Gm] him and tied him [Bb] about the waist.
[Cm] They [D] served him [Gm] barbarously.
[Bb] They fired the men [Gm] with the crabtree sticks, or to thrash [C] him [D] skin from bone,
And the [Gm] miller has treated [F] him worst [Gm] of all, for he's ground [G] him [Am] between [Gm] two stones.
[Cm] [Bb]
[Gm] [Cm] [G]
[Gm] [F] [Gm]
[Cm] [Gm] [F] [G]
[Bb] [G]
[C] [D]
[Gm] And
[Cm] [Am] [Gm]
that was the death of John Barleycorn, but he [G] lived [F] to tell [Gm] the tale,
For [Cm] they bunged [Gm] him into [F] an oak and wedge, and [G] called him [Am] home [Gm] brutal.
And [Bb] the king, he could not [Gm] keep his court, nor the huntsman wind [D] his horn,
Nor the [Gm] sailor's sail, nor the ploughman's plough, [Cm] without John [D] [G] Barleycorn.
Key:
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Cm
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F
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Gm
Cm
Bb
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[Cm] There were three [Bb] maids come from the [Gm] West, their [Cm] fortune [F] to [Gm] espy,
_ [Cm] And these [Gm] three maids took [F] a solemn [Gm] _ oath that John [Gm] [F] Barleycorn [Gm] must die.
They [Bb] buried him in [Gm] pre-furrowed steep, [Bb] vile floods upon [D] his [Am] _ head,
[Cm] And these [Bb] three maids took a [Gm] solemn _ oath that John [Am] Barleycorn [Gm] was dead. _ _ _ _
_ They let him lie for about three weeks till the drops [G] from heaven did fall.
Then little [Gm] Sir John [F] lifted up [Gm] his head, [Cm] and so [Gm] did amaze them all.
They [Bb] let him stand till mid-Solstice day when he looked [C] both pale [D] and wad.
[Cm] Then little [Gm] Sir John grew a long, [Gm] long beard, _ and so [F] [Gm] became a [Dm] man. _ _
_ They fired the men with a scythe [Gm] so sharp [Cm] to cut [Gm] him [Am] off at the knee,
[Cm] And rolled [Gm] him and tied him [Bb] about the waist.
[Cm] They [D] served him [Gm] barbarously. _
[Bb] They fired the men [Gm] with the crabtree sticks, or to thrash [C] him [D] skin from bone,
And the [Gm] miller has treated [F] him worst [Gm] of all, for he's ground [G] him [Am] between [Gm] two stones. _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Gm] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Gm] And _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Am] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ that was the death of John _ Barleycorn, but he [G] lived [F] to tell [Gm] the tale,
For [Cm] they bunged [Gm] him into [F] an oak and wedge, and [G] called him [Am] home [Gm] brutal.
_ And [Bb] the king, he could not [Gm] keep his court, nor the huntsman wind [D] his horn,
Nor the [Gm] sailor's sail, nor the ploughman's plough, [Cm] without John _ [D] [G] Barleycorn. _ _ _ _
[Cm] There were three [Bb] maids come from the [Gm] West, their [Cm] fortune [F] to [Gm] espy,
_ [Cm] And these [Gm] three maids took [F] a solemn [Gm] _ oath that John [Gm] [F] Barleycorn [Gm] must die.
They [Bb] buried him in [Gm] pre-furrowed steep, [Bb] vile floods upon [D] his [Am] _ head,
[Cm] And these [Bb] three maids took a [Gm] solemn _ oath that John [Am] Barleycorn [Gm] was dead. _ _ _ _
_ They let him lie for about three weeks till the drops [G] from heaven did fall.
Then little [Gm] Sir John [F] lifted up [Gm] his head, [Cm] and so [Gm] did amaze them all.
They [Bb] let him stand till mid-Solstice day when he looked [C] both pale [D] and wad.
[Cm] Then little [Gm] Sir John grew a long, [Gm] long beard, _ and so [F] [Gm] became a [Dm] man. _ _
_ They fired the men with a scythe [Gm] so sharp [Cm] to cut [Gm] him [Am] off at the knee,
[Cm] And rolled [Gm] him and tied him [Bb] about the waist.
[Cm] They [D] served him [Gm] barbarously. _
[Bb] They fired the men [Gm] with the crabtree sticks, or to thrash [C] him [D] skin from bone,
And the [Gm] miller has treated [F] him worst [Gm] of all, for he's ground [G] him [Am] between [Gm] two stones. _ _
_ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Gm] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[Gm] And _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Am] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ that was the death of John _ Barleycorn, but he [G] lived [F] to tell [Gm] the tale,
For [Cm] they bunged [Gm] him into [F] an oak and wedge, and [G] called him [Am] home [Gm] brutal.
_ And [Bb] the king, he could not [Gm] keep his court, nor the huntsman wind [D] his horn,
Nor the [Gm] sailor's sail, nor the ploughman's plough, [Cm] without John _ [D] [G] Barleycorn. _ _ _ _