Chords for John Barleycorn

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_ _ _ _ _ _ There were three men, [F] came out of the [Am] west, Their fortunes for [D] to try,
And [Dm] these three men, [F] made a solemn vow, [Am] John _ Barleycorn [D] must die.
_ [F] They ploughed, they sowed, [Am] they harrowed him in,
[F] Throwing clods upon [Am] his head.
[Dm] And these three men, [F] made a solemn vow, [Am] John _ Barleycorn [Dm] was dead. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ They let him lie, [F] for a very long time, [C] Till the rain from heaven [Dm] did fall.
Then little Sir John, [F] threw up his head, [Am] And so _ [Dm] amazed them all.
[F] They let him stand, [C] till the midsummer day, [F] Till he grew both pale [Am] and [C] worn.
[Dm] Then little Sir John, [F] grew a great long beard, [C] And so became [Dm] a man. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ They [Dm] hired men, [F] with scythes so [C] sharp, To cut him off at [Dm] the knee.
They rolled him, and tied [F] him around the waist, [C] Serving him most [Dm] barbarously.
_ _ [F] They hired men, [C] with sharp-edged forks, [F] To prick him to [Am] the _ heart.
[D] But the grover [F] served him worse than that, [C] For he bound him to [Dm] a cot. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ They drove him around, [F] and around the field, [C] Till they came upon [Dm] a bar.
_ And these three men, [F] made a solemn vow, [Am]
Poor John _ [D] Barleycorn.
_ [F] They hired men, [C] with crapped tree-sticks, [F] To strip him skin [C] from bone.
But the [Dm] miller, he served him [F] worse than that, [C] For he ground him between [Dm] two stone. _ _
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There's little Sir John, [F] in a nut-brown bowl, [C] And there's _ brandy in [Dm] the glass.
But little Sir John, [F] in a nut-brown bowl, [C] Crewed the strongest [Dm] man at last.
[F] For a huntsman, he [C] can't hunt the fox, [F] Nor loudly blow [C] his horn.
And [Dm] that sinker, he [F] can't mend kettle or pot, [C]
Without a little _ [Dm] _ Barleycorn. _ _
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