Songs of the West. S. (Sabine) Baring-Gould

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BARLEYCORN

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      C.J.S.

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      There came three men from out the West

       Their victory to try;

       And they have ta'en a solemn oath,

       Poor Barleycorn should die.

       With a Ri-fol-lol-riddle-diddle-dol

       Ri fol, ri fol dee.

      2

      They took a plough and ploughed him in,

       Clods harrowed on his head;

       And then they took a solemn oath

       John Barleycorn was dead.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      3

      There he lay sleeping in the ground

       Till rain did on him fall;

       Then Barleycorn sprung up his head,

       And so amazed them all.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      4

      There he remained till Midsummer

       And look'd both pale and wan;

       Then Barleycorn he got a beard

       And so became a man.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      5

      Then they sent men with scythes so sharp

       To cut him off at knee;

       And then poor Johnny Barleycorn

       They served most barbarouslie.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      6

      Then they sent men with pitch forks strong

       To pierce him through the heart;

       And like a doleful Tragedy

       They bound him in a cart.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      7

      And then they brought him to a barn

       A prisoner to endure;

       And so they fetched him out again,

       And laid him on the floor.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      8

      Then they set men with holly clubs,

       To beat the flesh from th' bones;

       But the miller served him worse than that

       He ground him 'twixt two stones.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      9

      O! Barleycorn is the choicest grain

       That 'ere was sown on land

       It will do more than any grain,

       By the turning of your hand.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      10

      It will make a boy into a man,

       A man into an ass;

       To silver it will change your gold,

       Your silver into brass.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      11

      It will make the huntsman hunt the fox,

       That never wound a horn;

       It will bring the tinker to the stocks

       That people may him scorn.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      12

      O! Barleycorn is th' choicest grain,

       That e'er was sown on land.

       And it will cause a man to drink

       Till he neither can go nor stand.

       With a Ri-fol &c.

      No 15 SWEET NIGHTINGALE

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      C.J.S.

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      My sweet-heart, come along.

       Don't you hear the fond song

       The sweet notes of the Nightingale flow?

       Don't you hear the fond tale,

       Of the sweet nightingale,

       As she sings in the valleys below?

      2

      Pretty Betty, don't fail,

       For I'll carry your pail

       Safe home to your cot as we go;

       You shall hear the fond tale

       Of the sweet nightingale,

       As she sings in the valleys below.

      3

      Pray let me alone,

       I have hands of my own,

       Along with you Sir, I'll not go,

       To hear the fond tale

       Of the sweet nightingale,

       As she sings

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