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Peter Combe - Jack And the Beanstalk lyrics
Fe Fi Fo Fum
 I smell the blood of an Englishman
 Be he alive, or be he dead
 I'll grind his bones to make my bread
 Jack climbed the beanstalk, he was only ten years old
 And watched as the giant was counting up his gold
 The giant soon got sleepy, he soon began to snore
 Jack grabbed a bag of gold and quickly scampered out the door
 And down the beanstalk Jack scurried
 Close to the ground he jumped and hurried
 Back to his mum who was very worried
 Look mum we don't have to be poor anymore
 Fe Fi Fo Fum
 I smell the blood of an Englishman
 Be he alive, or be he dead
 I'll grind his bones to make my bread
 Jack climbed the beanstalk on the very next day again
 He found the giant wide awake and talking to his hen
 Lay me a golden egg he heard the giant say
 And when the giant fell asleep Jack stole the hen awayPeter Combe - Jack And the Beanstalk - http://motolyrics.com/peter-combe/jack-and-the-beanstalk-lyrics.html
 And down the beanstalk Jack scurried
 Close to the ground he jumped and hurried
 Back to his mum who was very worried
 Look mum we don't have to be poor anymore
 Fe Fi Fo Fum
 I smell the blood of an Englishman
 Be he alive, or be he dead
 I'll grind his bones to make my bread
 Jack's mother begged him to never climb up again
 But Jack said just one more time and that will be the end
 He crept up to the giant who was playing a magic harp
 And quick as a flash and without a sound he snatched it in the dark
 And down the beanstalk Jack scurried
 Close to the ground he jumped and hurried
 Back to his mum who was very worried
 One blow with the axe down under
 The giant fell with a crash like thunder
 Jack said look mum, the giant's dead
 We don't have to be poor anymore








