| Always working just a field hand man
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| Nothing but a plow will fit my hand
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| Trust in God and doing the best I can
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| What it’s like to be field hand man
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| I’m as happy as a prince so grand
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| In this lonesome delta land
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| I was born to make my life this way
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| From the dawn until the close of day
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| Can’t be happy any other way
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| On the Mississippi river I’ll stay
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| I can sing and drive my blues away
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| From this levee anyday
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| I’m so happy when the day is done
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| Than I know that I can have my fun
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| There are no more chores for me to run
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| Worries vanish with the setting sun
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| There’s alittle girl and only one
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| Waiting when the day is done
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| Yes John Henry was a steel drivin' man
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| Drivin' steel over all this land
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| But he never could understand
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| All the pleasures of a field hand man
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| Don’t you worry about this old field hand
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| He’s a happy happy man |