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 And they hae taen his very heart's blood
 * and drank it round and round;

And ſtill the more and more they drank,
 * their joy did more abound, [sic]

LL you that be good fellows,
 * come liſten unto me,

If that you love the alehouſe
 * and merry company.

Attend unto my ſtory,
 * which I fear is too true;

it makes my heart full ſorry,
 * and many doth it rue.

'Tis of a gallant noble Knight,
 * which many know full well,

An honeſt man I witneſs can,
 * if I the truth may tell

His name is Sir John Barleycorn
 * who makes both beer and bread,

What would do all that now are born,
 * if Barleycorn was dead?

For as I abroad did walk,
 * I heard a piteous cry,