John Henry
John henry when he was a baby
Sitting on his papas knee
Well he picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel
Said a hammers gonna be the death of me
Lord
Hammer gonna be the death of me
When the captain said to john henry
Gonna bring that steam drill around
Gonna bring that steam drill out on this job
And ill whop that steel on down lord
Gonna whop that steel on down.
Whop that steel on down lord lord
Whop that steel on down.
John henry said to the captain
You can bring that steam drill around.
You can bring that steam drill out on this job
And ill beat that steam drill down lord.
Beat that steam drill down
John henry had a little woman
Well her name it was polly anne
John henry took sick and had to go to bed. Polly drove steel like a man lord
Polly drove steel like a man.
John henry hammered in the mountain
Till the head of his hammer caught fire.
Well he worked so hard that he broke his poor heart
And he laid down his hammer and he died lord lord
Laid down his hammer and he died.
Well every monday morning
When the bluebirds begin to sing
You can hear john henry from half a mile
You can hear john henrys hammer ring lord
Hear john henrys hammer ring
Sitting on his papas knee
Well he picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel
Said a hammers gonna be the death of me
Lord
Hammer gonna be the death of me
When the captain said to john henry
Gonna bring that steam drill around
Gonna bring that steam drill out on this job
And ill whop that steel on down lord
Gonna whop that steel on down.
Whop that steel on down lord lord
Whop that steel on down.
John henry said to the captain
You can bring that steam drill around.
You can bring that steam drill out on this job
And ill beat that steam drill down lord.
Beat that steam drill down
John henry had a little woman
Well her name it was polly anne
John henry took sick and had to go to bed. Polly drove steel like a man lord
Polly drove steel like a man.
John henry hammered in the mountain
Till the head of his hammer caught fire.
Well he worked so hard that he broke his poor heart
And he laid down his hammer and he died lord lord
Laid down his hammer and he died.
Well every monday morning
When the bluebirds begin to sing
You can hear john henry from half a mile
You can hear john henrys hammer ring lord
Hear john henrys hammer ring
Credits
Writer(s): Ketch Secor, Willie Watson, Critter Fuqua, Kevin Hayes, Morgan Jahnig
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