John Barleycorn Chords by Traffic

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[A] There were [Em] three men, [G] came [D] out [Em] of the West, _ [A] Their [G] fortunes [D] for [Em] to try, _
_ [A] And these [Em] three men [G] made a [D] solemn [Em] vow, _ [A] John _ [G] [D] Barleycorn [Em] must die.
_ [G] They've ploughed, they've [F#m] sown, [Em] they've harrowed him in,
[G] Threw clods [A] upon [B] his _ head, _ _ _
[Am] And these [Em] three men [G] made a [D] solemn [Em] vow, _ [A] John _ [G] [D] Barleycorn [Em] was dead.
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_ [A] They've let [Em] him lie [G] for a [D] very [Em] long time, _ [A] Till the rains [Em] from [D] heaven [Em] did fall,
_ _ [A] And little [Em] Sir John [G] sprung [D] up his [Em] head, _ _ [A] And so [G] [D] amazed [Em] them all.
_ _ [G] They've let him [D] stand [Em] till _ midsummer's night, [G] Till he looked [A] both [B] pale and _ gaunt, _
_ _ [Am] And little [Em] Sir [G] John's grown a [Bm] long, [Em] long beard, _ [A] And so [G] become [Em] a man.
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[Em] _ _ _ [A] They've hired [Em] men with [Bm] the scythe so [Em] sharp, To [A] cut him [D] off [Em] at the knee,
_ _ [A] They've [Em] rolled him and tied him [D] by [Em] the waist, [A] Serving him [G] most [D] [Em] publicly.
_ _ [G] They've hired [D] men [Em] with the sharpest forks, [G] Who've pricked him [A] to [E] the [Bm] heart,
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_ _ [Am] And the [Em] loader he has [G] served him [D] worse [Em] than that, _ [A] For he's bound [G] him [D] to [Em] the coffin.
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_ _ [A] They've wheeled him [Em] around and [G] around [D] the [Em] _ field, [A] Till they [G] came [D] unto [Em] a barn,
_ [A] And there [Em] they made a [D] solemn [Em] _ oath, [A] On poor [G] John [Em] Barleycorn.
_ _ [G] They've hired [Em] men with the crafty sticks, [G] To cut [A] his skin [C#] from _ _ [B] bones, _ _
[Am] And the miller [Em] he has served him [D] worse than [Em]
that, For [A] he's ground him [G] between [Em] two stones,
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_ [A] little [Em] Sir John and [G] the nut [Em]-brown mole, _ [A] And his [G] brandy [D] in [Em] the glass,
_ [A] And little [Em] Sir John and [G] the nut [D]-brown [Em] mole, [A] Who's the [G] strongest [D] man [Em] at last,
_ [G] The huntsman he [Em] can't hunt the fox, Nor [G] so loudly to [A] [B] blow his horn,
_ _ _ [Am] And the tinker [Em] he can't mend [D] kettle [Em] nor pots, _ [A] Without the [D] little _ _ _ [E] Barleycorn. _ _ _ _ _ _ _