🎸 Verse 1: Dm Lord of the harvest, master of scythe C Dm Open the fields and collect your prize Dm Woe to you, John Barleycorn C Dm Rest in peace upon the miller's stone 🎸 Chorus: Dm F G G# G Dm Oh, the harvest's got sharp teeth and it's dragging me under G E Put down the sword, turn the millstone 'round Dm F G G# G Dm Oh, Demeter's embrace holds the sun to the land C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down Dm Ooooh C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down Dm Ooooh C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down
🎸 Verse 2: Dm Reaper man, reaper man is coming to tear C Dm Through your fields, to strike the corn down Dm Reaper man, reaper man, lay them all to rest C Dm And let the land sleep at winter's behest 🎸 Chorus: Dm F G G# G Dm Oh, the harvest's got sharp teeth and it's dragging me under G E Put down the sword, turn the millstone 'round Dm F G G# G Dm Oh, Demeter's embrace holds the sun to the land C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down 🎸 Verse 3: Dm I thought I heard the old man say C Dm John Barleycorn will soon lie in his grave Dm One for the rook, one for the crow C Dm One will wither and one will grow 🎸 Chorus: Dm F G G# G Dm Oh, the harvest's got sharp teeth and it's dragging me under G E Put down the sword, turn the millstone 'round Dm F G G# G Dm Oh, Demeter's embrace holds the sun to the land C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down Dm Ooooh C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down Dm Ooooh C Dm Until Skadi brings her hammer down
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