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John Barleycorn

アーティスト:Jethro Tull  アルバム:A Little Light Music 

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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, they've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in. Threw clods upon his head. Till these three men were satisfied. John Barleycorn was dead. They've let him lie for a long long time, till the rains from heaven did fall. And little sir John sprang up his head And so amazed them all. They let him lie till the midsummer's day, Till he looked both pale and wan, oh, Then little Sir John has grown a long long beard And so became a man. They have hired men with the scythes so sharp. To cut him off at the knee, They rolled and they tied him around the waist, serving him most him barbarously. They hired men with the sharp pitchforks to prick him to the heart. And the loader he has served him worse than that, for he's bound him to the cart.


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