I've included two versions of the song. I'm not sure how different, if
at all, they are. Hope this helps.
aqualung
greetings:
someone asked for john barleycorn must die (as done by traffic),
so here it is (my first contribution :). i don't yet have the tab
for it (just not that good at tabbing in real time, so i haven't
tried to figure it out), so if anyone out there wants to give it
shot....
rhythm follows as below, strum to suit yourself.
2 1 2 1 2 1 2 1 2 1
2 1
~title: john barleycorn must die, as done by traffic no capo
intro: same as the first line (twice?) w/ some finger stuff (tab is
tbd)
A Em G D Em ( tab 1 - ->)
there were three men came out of the west
A G D Em ( tab 2 - ->)
their for- tunes for to try
A Em G D Em ( tab 1 - ->)
and these three men made a so- lemn vow
A G D Em ( tab 2 - ->)
john barley- corn must die
G D Em ( no tab - ->)
they've plowed they've sewn, they've harrow'd him in
(4) (sync. strum to end)
threw clods up- on his head
A Em G D Em ( tab 1 - ->)
and these three men made a so- lemn vow
A G D Em ( tab 2 - ->)
john barley- corn was dead
(use intro tab (w/ flute :) for between verses filler)
comments on the chords: B(4) is Bsus4 (224452) and i play the B as an
A two frets up (224442). the strumming pattern for the B chords is a
syncopated pattern. listen to the song, it's easy to play...
the rest of the verses follow the same pattern, and i don't have the
comments? please feel free to correct anything i botched and provide
John Barleycorn (Traffic version)
capo 7th fret (chords relative)
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, the've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men were satisfied
John Barleycorn was dead
They let him lie for a very long time
Till the rains from heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head
And so amazed them all
They let him stand 'til mid summer's day
'til he looked both pale and worn
And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard
And so become a man
They've hired men with scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee
They rolled him and tied him by the waist
Serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with sharp pitch forks
Who 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 in the field
'til they came onto a barn
And there they made a solemn oath
On poor John Barleycorn
They've hired men with the crab tree 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 he's 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 blow his horn
And the Tinker he can't mend kettle nor pots
Without a little Barlycorn
CHORDS:
EADGBE
O222OO
OO22OO or
OO2O1O