Lyrics:
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,
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,
the barn
I got a real, real bad feeling
And I fear the break of dawn
How many more times are you going to do me for?
Run, John Barleycorn, Run!
Now run
Spake John Barleycorn, "in my heart is a valley
The meek should be exalted
I will walk through this valley
My steps seem to falter
In my heart is
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
They've
There were three men come out of the west, their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow, John Barleycorn would die
They've
There were three men
Came from the west
Their fortunes for to tell,
And the life of John Barleycorn
As well.
They laid him in three furrows
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.
They've
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.
They've
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.
They've
There were three men come from the West
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three made a solemn vow:
"John Barleycorn must die."
They plowed, they
z nim hulał
Nieznany przybysz z obcych stron
John z ciebie Barleycorn jak ulał
John Barleycorn o Barleycorn
Ożeń się Johnny ożeń się Johnny
Cóż to za
O three men they did come down from Kent
To plough for wheat and rye
And they made a vow and a solemn vow
John Barleycorn should die
O they
John Barleycorn he works the land
And drinks at Bateman’s Inn
And every evening toasts to all the
Things that might have been
Tells the world that once
There was three men come out of the west
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn should die.
They ploughed,
do roku John
Ktoś kiedyś rzekł mu gdy z nim hulał
Nieznany przybysz z obcych stron
John z ciebie Barleycorn jak ulał
John Barleycorn
Ożeń się Johnny
There were three men
Who came out of the West
Their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They
forgot
Like the gullible west of the path of the ring
To rot, they will lead you to rot"
Kill, kill Barleycorn
String Barleycorn high
Death to John
I'm out of my mind on John Barleycorn
He's such a physician his fingers are warm
Of my inhibitions i have been shorn
And I'm gone, gone, gone
All
There were three men came out of the west
Their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn should die
They plowed,
I am a mute tree
John Barleycorn laughing at me, through me
Sometimes I feel like a witch that must
Drown in an ocean just to prove I'm human
As I go
Lord of the harvest, master of scythe
Open the fields and collect your prize
Woe to you, John Barleycorn
Rest in peace upon the miller's stone
(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)
No parkin'
Smoke fills the dreams of the live gone lonely
Wait in line, pay the man you might see
John Barleycorn make his way among the dirty diamonds
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