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		<title>John Barleycorn</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-13T07:01:44Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;John Rawlinson: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;JOHN BARLEYCORN&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, there came three men out of Kent my boys &lt;br /&gt;
For to plough for wheat and rye&lt;br /&gt;
And they made a vow and a solemn vow &lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn must die.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, they ploughed him deep in the furrow &lt;br /&gt;
And they sowed rye o’er his head&lt;br /&gt;
And these three men home rejoicing went, &lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn was dead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, the sun shone warm and the wind blew soft &lt;br /&gt;
And it rained in a day or so&lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn felt the wind and the rain &lt;br /&gt;
And soon began to grow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the rye began to grow as well; &lt;br /&gt;
The rye grew slow but tall&lt;br /&gt;
But John Barleycorn he grew short and quick &lt;br /&gt;
And he proved them liars all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, they hired men with sickles &lt;br /&gt;
To cut him off at the knee&lt;br /&gt;
And worst of all, John Barleycorn, &lt;br /&gt;
They served him barbarously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For, they hired men with pikels, &lt;br /&gt;
To toss him on to a load,&lt;br /&gt;
And when they’d tossed John Barleycorn &lt;br /&gt;
They tied him down with cords.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they hired men with thrashels &lt;br /&gt;
To beat him high and low&lt;br /&gt;
They came smick smack upon poor Jack&#039;s back &lt;br /&gt;
Till the flesh began to flow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they put him in to the kiln me boys, &lt;br /&gt;
Thinking to dry his bones&lt;br /&gt;
And when he came out, John Barleycorn, &lt;br /&gt;
They crushed him between two stones. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they put him in to the mashing tub, &lt;br /&gt;
Thinking to burn his tail,&lt;br /&gt;
And when he came out they’d changed his name, &lt;br /&gt;
For they called him home-brewed ale.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, put your wine in glasses, &lt;br /&gt;
Your cider in pewter cans&lt;br /&gt;
Put John Barleycorn in the old brown jug, &lt;br /&gt;
For he proved the strongest man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airy, fol-the-diddle ay &lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airey oh&lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airy, fol-the-diddle ay &lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airey oh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recording by Fred Jordan on ‘A Shropshire Lad’ Veteran VTD148CD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reference:&lt;br /&gt;
Schofield D (2007) John Barleycorn: as sung by Fred Jordan Magazine of the English Folk Dance and Song Society Spring 2007 p9.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>John Rawlinson</name></author>
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		<title>John Barleycorn</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-13T07:00:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;John Rawlinson: Removing all content from page&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>John Rawlinson</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://folkopedia.info/index.php?title=John_Barleycorn&amp;diff=4750</id>
		<title>John Barleycorn</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-13T06:59:43Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;John Rawlinson: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;JOHN BARLEYCORN&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, there came three men out of Kent my boys &lt;br /&gt;
For to plough for wheat and rye&lt;br /&gt;
And they made a vow and a solemn vow &lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn must die.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, they ploughed him deep in the furrow &lt;br /&gt;
And they sowed rye o’er his head&lt;br /&gt;
And these three men home rejoicing went, &lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn was dead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, the sun shone warm and the wind blew soft &lt;br /&gt;
And it rained in a day or so&lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn felt the wind and the rain &lt;br /&gt;
And soon began to grow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the rye began to grow as well; &lt;br /&gt;
The rye grew slow but tall&lt;br /&gt;
But John Barleycorn he grew short and quick &lt;br /&gt;
And he proved them liars all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, they hired men with sickles &lt;br /&gt;
To cut him off at the knee&lt;br /&gt;
And worst of all, John Barleycorn, &lt;br /&gt;
They served him barbarously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For, they hired men with pikels, &lt;br /&gt;
To toss him on to a load,&lt;br /&gt;
And when they’d tossed John Barleycorn &lt;br /&gt;
They tied him down with cords.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they hired men with thrashels &lt;br /&gt;
To beat him high and low&lt;br /&gt;
They came smick smack upon poor Jack&#039;s back &lt;br /&gt;
Till the flesh began to flow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they put him in to the kiln me boys, &lt;br /&gt;
Thinking to dry his bones&lt;br /&gt;
And when he came out, John Barleycorn, &lt;br /&gt;
They crushed him between two stones. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they put him in to the mashing tub, &lt;br /&gt;
Thinking to burn his tail,&lt;br /&gt;
And when he came out they’d changed his name, &lt;br /&gt;
For they called him home-brewed ale.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, put your wine in glasses, &lt;br /&gt;
Your cider in pewter cans&lt;br /&gt;
Put John Barleycorn in the old brown jug, &lt;br /&gt;
For he proved the strongest man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airy, fol-the-diddle ay &lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airey oh&lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airy, fol-the-diddle ay &lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airey oh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recording by Fred Jordan on ‘A Shropshire Lad’ Veteran VTD148CD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reference:&lt;br /&gt;
Schofield D (2007) John Barleycorn: as sung by Fred Jordan Magazine of the English Folk Dance and Song Society Spring 2007 p9.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>John Rawlinson</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<id>https://folkopedia.info/index.php?title=John_Barleycorn&amp;diff=4749</id>
		<title>John Barleycorn</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-13T06:57:54Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;John Rawlinson: New page: JOHN BARLEYCORN Traditional  Now, there came three men out of Kent my boys For to plough for wheat and rye And they made a vow and a solemn vow John Barleycorn must die.  So, they ploughed...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;JOHN BARLEYCORN&lt;br /&gt;
Traditional&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, there came three men out of Kent my boys For to plough for wheat and rye&lt;br /&gt;
And they made a vow and a solemn vow John Barleycorn must die.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, they ploughed him deep in the furrow And they sowed rye o’er his head&lt;br /&gt;
And these three men home rejoicing went, John Barleycorn was dead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But, the sun shone warm and the wind blew soft And it rained in a day or so&lt;br /&gt;
John Barleycorn felt the wind and the rain And soon began to grow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the rye began to grow as well; The rye grew slow but tall&lt;br /&gt;
But John Barleycorn he grew short and quick And he proved them liars all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, they hired men with sickles To cut him off at the knee&lt;br /&gt;
And worst of all, John Barleycorn, They served him barbarously.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For, they hired men with pikels, To toss him on to a load,&lt;br /&gt;
And when they’d tossed John Barleycorn They tied him down with cords.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they hired men with thrashels To beat him high and low&lt;br /&gt;
They came smick smack upon poor Jack&#039;s back Till the flesh began to flow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they put him in to the kiln me boys, Thinking to dry his bones&lt;br /&gt;
And when he came out, John Barleycorn, They crushed him between two stones. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they put him in to the mashing tub, Thinking to burn his tail,&lt;br /&gt;
And when he came out they’d changed his name, For they called him home-brewed ale.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, put your wine in glasses, Your cider in pewter cans&lt;br /&gt;
Put John Barleycorn in the old brown jug, For he proved the strongest man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airy, fol-the-diddle ay To my ri-fol-airey oh&lt;br /&gt;
To my ri-fol-airy, fol-the-diddle ay To my ri-fol-airey oh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recording by Fred Jordan on ‘A Shropshire Lad’ Veteran VTD148CD&lt;br /&gt;
Reference:&lt;br /&gt;
Schofield D (2007) John Barleycorn: as sung by Fred Jordan Magazine of the English Folk Dance and Song Society Spring 2007 p9.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>John Rawlinson</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://folkopedia.info/index.php?title=User:John_Rawlinson&amp;diff=4748</id>
		<title>User:John Rawlinson</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-13T06:54:07Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;John Rawlinson: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Born in Kent, now living in Devon, on the edge of Dartmoor.  Initial interest in folk music in the mid 1960s via John Morgan and the &#039;Wig and Gown Folk Club&#039; then run in Maidstone by Steve Ashley and Dave Menday. &lt;br /&gt;
Still involved in local Devon music with lots of interest and occasional participation.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>John Rawlinson</name></author>
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