Paul Weller, Eliza & Martin Carthy - John Barleycorn Chords

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_ [Eb] There were three men came out of the west, a [C] fortune for to try,
_ [F] And these [C] three men made [Eb] a solemn vow, John _ [C] Barleycorn should die.
[D] Oh, they ploughed, they sowed, [C] they harrowed him in [G] throat,
Claws upon [C] his head.
[G] And these three men made [Eb] a solemn vow, John _ [C] Barleycorn was dead.
[F] They let [Cm] him lie for a very long time, [Eb] the rain from heaven did _ fall.
And little Sir John, oh, he raised up his head, [Eb] soon he [G] amazed [C] them all.
Oh, [Eb] they let him lie [C] till long midsummer, till he looked both pale and worn.
_ Then little Sir John [Eb] groaned a long, long year, [Bb] so he [G] became a man.
And little Sir John, _ [F] _ oh, [C] _ _ [Eb] _
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he raised up _ _ _ _ [F] _
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_ _ head, soon he amazed them [D] all. _ _
_ _ [G] Well, three hired men with [D] a scythe so sharp, they cut him down at the knee.
They ruled and they tied him around by the waist, [G] they served [D] him _ arborously.
_ The hired men with sharp-edged forks, [A] who pierced him [D] through the heart.
But the lord, oh, he served him worse [G] than that, he bound [D] him to a pot.
_ They rode him around and [D]
around the fields, they came into a barn.
_ And there they made a solemn vow of little John _ Barleycorn.
_ [Dm] The hired men with the crowned tree stakes, [A] they cut him [D] skin to bone.
But the lord, oh, he served [A] him worse than that, [F] he ground him [D] between two stones.
_ [Dm] Little Sir John, oh, he served him _ _ worse _ _ _ [D] than that, _
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_ _ _ _ ground him _ _ _ between [A] _ _ two [D] _
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_ _ There's little Sir John in [A] the nut-brown bow, [D] and brandy in the glass.
And little Sir John in [F] the nut-brown bow, the [Dm] stronger man at last.
For the huntsman, he [D] can't hunt a fox, [C] nor loudly [Bb] blow [D] his horn.
And the tinkerer cannot mend his pots without John _ _ Barleycorn, without John _ _ Barleycorn.
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