Luyện nghe bài hát John Henry

John he could hammer,
He could whistle, he sing
He to the mountain early in the mornin'
Just to hear his hammer ring, Lord,
to hear his hammer ring.
Just to hear his ring, Lord, Lord
Just to his hammer ring.

When John was a little baby,
Sittin' on his daddy's
He picked up a hammer, a piece of steel,
hammer be the death of me, Lord, Lord
Said be the death of me
Said hammer be the of me, Lord, Lord
Said hammer be the of me

When John Henry's needed money,
he didn't have but a dime
If you wait 'til the red sun goes
I'll get it the man in the mine, Lord, Lord
I'll get it the man in the mine
get it from the man in the mine, Lord, Lord
I'll get it the man in the mine

Well John went to the Captain
Said the captain, can you do
I can hoist a jack, I can lay a
I can and shovel too, Lord, Lord
I can and shovel too
I can pick and shovel too, Lord,
I can and shovel too

Well the said to John Henry,
bring me a steam drill 'round
Gonna bring me a steam out on the job
Gonna that steel on down, Lord, Lord
Whup that on down

Well Henry said to the captain,
Oh a man nothin' but a man
'Fore I'd let steam drill beat me down,
I'd die with my in my hand, Lord, Lord
Die with my in my hand

Well Henry said to the captain,
Looka what I see,
Hole done choke, drill broke,
And you can't drive like me, Lord, Lord
Can't steel like me
Oh no, you can't steel like me, no no
Can't drive steel me

Well John Henry into the mountain,
His hammer was strikin'
He so hard he broke his poor heart
And he laid down his and he died, Lord, Lord
Laid down his hammer and he
He laid his hammer and he died, Great God
Laid his hammer and he died

Oh they took John Henry to the White
And buried him in the sand
Every locomotive roarin' by
Says there lies a drivin' man, Lord, Lord
There lies a drivin' man
Says there lies a steel man, Lord, Lord
There lies a drivin' man

Shaker why you sing,
I'm twelve pounds from my hips on down,
Just listen to the cold ring,
Just listen to the steel ring

Well the Captain says to John
I believe this mountains in
John Henry to the Captain,
'T ain't nothin' but my suckin' wind,
'T ain't but my hammer suckin' wind

The man invented the steamdrill,
he was mighty fine,
John Henry made his feet,
The only made nine,
The only made nine

Well Henry had a little woman,
And her was Polly Ann