John Barleycorn Lyrics & Chords By Tickawinda

Let me tell a tale of my father's kin For his blood runs through my veins No man's been born that could best John Barleycorn For he's suffered many pains He's suffered many...read more

Quicksand stretches around me, in all directions I had met my match. I had been overwhelmed. As the alcohol rose to my head, I told myself this time is the end we feel we...read more

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 ploughed, they sowed, they harrowed him in ...read more

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,...read more

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...read more