Letra de Run, John Barleycorn, Run (The Weathermaker Vault Series)
How many more times You gonna cut me in two? How many more times You gonna grind me like you do?I got a real bad feelin' They're singin' in the barn I got a real, real bad feelin' And I fear the break of dawn How many more times are you gonna do me wrong?Run, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home The miller's cup is empty And his fire's goin' coldRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home He intends to cut you down And put you to the stoneHow many more years You gonna lay me out to dry? How many more years You gonna sentence me to die? And neither one's tellin' me the reason whyRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home The miller's cup is empty And his fire's goin' coldRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home He intends to cut you down And put you to the stoneCome the dark of winter When you're hungry and alone Come the long, dark of winter You're gonna treat me like a lord Just like you did the year beforeRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home The miller's cup is empty And his fire's goin' coldRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home He intends to cut you down And put you to the stoneRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home The miller's cup is empty And his fire's goin' coldRun, John Barleycorn, run Now run on home He intends to cut you down And put you to the stone!