Luyện nghe bài hát More About John Henry

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well they allow that hard work killed John
I'm gonna that allowin' 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 work work is through

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