Luyện nghe bài hát More About John Henry

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

of all John Henry was a black 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 the hammer all the time
Of course he didn't, John Henry had some women on his

There was a woman cross the street named Selma
Loved Henry like a natural man
John Henry quit Selma just like he was quittin' work
He loved that stinger-ree of Julie
And is it a stinger-ree is somethin' else 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 at Poor Selma
But old Stacker won't be anymore
He had to quit it, John laid 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 ain't no way to live"
Somebody's back 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 Henry went to a Hell 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
Sweet Jesus what a sight to behold

From that day on John was a changed man
All he did was work all the time
he worked till the muscles in his body gave out
Then he kept on a workin' in his mind
Don't do it a man ain't supposed to work all the time

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

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

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