John Henry was a little colored boy You could hold him on the palm of your hand And his papa cried out this lonesome farewell
Son gonna be a steel drivin' man, Lord, Lord Gonna be a steel drivin' man
John Henry went upon the mountain Looked down on the other side Lord, the mountain was so tall John Henry was so small
He laid down his hammer and he cried, Lord, Lord He laid down his hammer and he cried
John Henry told his captain (What it is?) I want to go to bed Now fix me a pallet of straw to lay down
Got money roarin' in my head, Lord, Lord Got money roarin' in my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
