BARLEYCORN

BARLEYCORN

30x40cm
Indian Inks, gold and acrylics on canvas


BARLEYCORN

As I was ploughing in my field
The hungriest furrow ever torn
Followed my plough and she did cry
‘Have you seen my mate John Barleycorn?’
Says I, ‘Has he got a yellow beard
Is he always whispering night and morn?
Does he up and dance when the wind is hight?’
Says she, ‘That’s my John Barleycorn......’

by George Mackay Brown (1921-96)

An English folk song reworked from an old folk tale of the sixteenth century.
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BARLEYCORN

30x40cm
Indian Inks, gold and acrylics on canvas


BARLEYCORN

As I was ploughing in my field
The hungriest furrow ever torn
Followed my plough and she did cry
‘Have you seen my mate John Barleycorn?’
Says I, ‘Has he got a yellow beard
Is he always whispering night and morn?
Does he up and dance when the wind is hight?’
Says she, ‘That’s my John Barleycorn......’

by George Mackay Brown (1921-96)

An English folk song reworked from an old folk tale of the sixteenth century.
Ref:
Date:
Location:
Photographer: