ฟังเพลงJohn Barleycorn (Must Die) (2010 Remaster)

John Barleycorn (Must Die) - Steve Winwood

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 plowed, they've sown,

they've harrowed him in

Threw clods upon his head

And these three men made a solemn vow

John Barleycorn was dead

They've let him lie for a very long time,

'til the rains from heaven did fall

And little Sir John sprung up his head

and so amazed them all

They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day

'til he looked both pale and wan

And little Sir John's grown a long long beard

and so become a man

They've hired men with their scythes

so sharp to cut him off at the knee

They've rolled him and tied him by the way,

serving him most barbarously

They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks

who've pricked him to the heart

And the loader he

has served him worse than that

For he's bound him to the cart

They've wheeled him around

and around a field 'til they came onto a pond

And there they made a solemn oath

on poor John Barleycorn

They've hired men

with their crabtree sticks

to cut him skin from bone

And the miller he has

served him worse than that

For he's ground him between two stones

And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl

and his brandy in the glass

And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl

proved the strongest man at last

The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor

so loudly to blow his horn

And the tinker he can't mend kettle

or pots without a little barleycorn