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Jack & The Beanstalk

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Jack & The Beanstalk

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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 away

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

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