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 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