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john barleyrn: a bald

there was three kgs to the east,

three kgs both great and high,

and they hae sworn a len oath

john barleyrn should die

they took a plough and plough&039;d hi down,

put clods upon his head,

and they hae sworn a len oath

john barleyrn was dead

but the cheerful sprg ca kdly on,

and show&039;rs began to fall;

john barleyrn got up aga,

and re surpris&039;d the all

the sultry suns of sur ca,

and he grew thick and strong;

his head weel ar&039;d wi&039; poted spears,

that no one should hi wrong

the ber autun enter&039;d ild,

when he grew wan and pale;

his bendg jots and droopg head

show&039;d he began to fail

his lour sicken&039;d ore and ore,

he faded to a;

and then his eneies began

to show their deadly ra

they&039;ve taen a weapon, long and sharp,

and cut hi by the knee;

then tied hi fast upon a cart,

like a rogue for ferie

they id hi down upon his back,

and cudll&039;d hi full re;

they hung hi up before the stor,

and turned hi o&039;er and o&039;er

they filled up a dark pit

with water to the bri;

they heaved john barleyrn,

there let hi sk or swi

they id hi out upon the floor,

to work hi farther woe;

and still, as signs of life appear&039;d,

they toss&039;d hi to and fro

they wasted, o&039;er a srchg f,

the arrow of his bones;

but a iller &039;d hi worst of all,

for he crh&039;d hi beeen o stones

and they hae taen his very heart&039;s blood,

and drank it round and round;

and still the ore and ore they drank,

their joy did ore abound

john barleyrn was a hero bold,

of noble enterprise;

for if you do but taste his blood,

&039;ill ake your ura rise

&039;ill ake a an fet his woe;