lack of limits - john barleycorn كلمات أغنية

there were thin men came out of the west
they came their fortunes for to try
they had made a solemn oath,
john barleycorn must die

they ploughed him 3 furrows deep
laid clods upon his head
and they had made a solemn oath,
sir john shall be dead

well then came a shower of rain,
which from the heavy clouds did fall
and little sir john sprung up his head,
he so amazed them all

and little sir john had grown a long long beard
he so became a man
with a knife they cut him off his head
and dead was john barleycorn

they wheeled him here,
they wheeled him there
they wheeled him into a barn
and little sir john he laughed with them
loud and proud they sang:

“hey, hey, it`s a lucky day,
john barleycorn is dead.

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