Luyện nghe bài hát More About John Henry

{The Storytellers and I were doin' a show in Meridian, Mississippi
And friends of mine came up
And brought me this old book about John Henry
And they me if they let me read this old book
I'd probably write a song it
And did and I did and I called it 'More about John Henry'}

First of all John Henry was a man
He was where the sun don't ever shine
He was six feet tall he didn't know his own
But he did not swing the hammer all the
Of he didn't, John Henry had some women on his mind

There was a cross the street named Poor Selma
Loved John Henry a natural man
John Henry quit Selma just like he was quittin' work
He loved that of Julie Anne
And is it a stinger-ree is somethin' else you understand

There was a man named Lee in Argenta
A little man a big 44
You know he shot his woman down and a shot at Poor Selma
But old Stacker won't be anymore
He had to quit it, John Henry him dead on the floor

John Henry threw Stacker Lee in the
he said, "I've got a say so to say"
He broke out in a song that was wrote by Blind
He said, "Julie Anne, I'm my say"
He said, "I love you but I do not your lowdown ways"

John Henry went to a conjurin' woman
Said, "This misery no way to live"
back door creeping on my pretty Julie Anne
Conjure woman had a say so to
She said, "John Henry", she said, "That's the way things is"

Well John Henry went to a bustin' man
Said, "I'm tormented in my soul"
Well that Hell buster prayed Henry's sins away
And they tell me that the thunder did
Jesus what a frightenin' sight to behold

From day on John Henry was a changed man
All he did was just work all the
Well he worked till the muscles in his gave out
Then he kept right on a in his mind
Don't do it 'cause a man supposed to work all the time

Anne said, "John Henry I love you"
Poor Selma said, "John you're my man"
Ruby said, "I'm gonna cook ye up some and some lean meat
With corn bread in a four foot pan lotsa cracklins
But John Henry was a different man

they allow that hard work killed John Henry
I'm gonna leave that up to you
Well was he killed by hard or was he killed by bad women
Be sure this ain't happenin' to you
Quit working when your day's work is through

'Cause a man ain't supposed to work all the
And you know that just the way the things is
A is somethin' else you understand
Quit working when your your day's is through
God you