Luyện nghe bài hát More About John Henry

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

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

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

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

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

Well John Henry to a conjurin' woman
Said, "This ain't no way to live"
Somebody's door creeping on my pretty Julie Anne
Conjure woman had a say so to
She said, "John Henry", she said, "That's just the way is"

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

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

Julie said, "John Henry I love you"
Poor said, "John Henry you're my man"
Ruby said, "I'm gonna cook ye up some greens and some lean
With corn in a four foot pan with lotsa cracklins
But John Henry was a kinda man

Well they allow hard work killed John Henry
I'm gonna leave allowin' up to you
Well was he killed by hard work or was he by bad women
Be sure that this happenin' to you
Quit working when your work work is through

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