Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song More About John Henry, artist - Tom T. Hall. Album song Tom T. Hall - Storyteller, Poet, Philosopher, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 13.11.1995
Record label: A Mercury Records release;
Song language: English
More About John Henry |
(The Storytellers and I were doin' a show down in Meridian, Mississippii |
And these friends of mine came up |
And brought me this real old book about John Henry |
And they told me if they let me read this old book I’d probably write a song |
about it |
And they did and I did and I called it More About John Henry) |
First of all John Henry was a black man he was born where the sun don’t ever |
shine |
He was six feet tall he didn’t know his own strength |
But he did not swing the hammer all the time |
Of course he didn’t John Henry had some women on his mind |
There was a woman cross the street named Poor Selma |
Loved John Henry like a natural man |
John Henry quit Poor Selma just like he was quittin' work |
He loved that stinger-ree of Julie Anne |
And what is it a stinger-ree is somethin' else you understand |
There was a man named Stacker Lee in Argenta a little man with a big 44 |
You know he shot his woman down and took a shot at Poor Selma |
But ol' Stacker won’t be shootin' anymore |
He had to quit it John Henry laid him dead on the floor |
John Henry threw Stacker Lee in the river then he said I’ve got a say so to say |
He broke out in a song that was wrote by Blind Leonard |
He said Julie Anne I’m singing my say |
He said I love you but I do not like your lowdown ways |
Well John Henry went to a conjurin' woman said this misery ain’t no way to live |
Somebody’s back door creeping on my pretty Julie Anne |
Conjure woman had a say so to give |
She said John Henry she said that’s just the way things is |
Well John Henry went to a hell bustin' man said I’m tormented deep in my soul |
Well that hell buster prayed John Henry’s sins away |
And they tell me that the thunder did roll |
Sweet Jesus what a frightenin' sight to behold |
From that day on John Henry was a changed man all he did was just work all the |
time |
Well he worked till the muscles in his body gave out |
Then he kept right on a workin' in his mind |
Don’t do it cause a man ain’t supposed to work all the time |
Julie Anne said John Henry I love you Poor Selma said John Henry you’re my man |
Ruby said I’m gonna cook ye up some greens and some lean meat |
With corn bread in a four foot pan |
With lotsa cracklins but John Henry was a diff’rent kinda man |
Well they allow that hard work killed John Henry hmm |
I’m gonna leave that allowin' up to you hmm |
Well was he killed by hard work or was he killed by bad women |
Be sure that this ain’t happenin' to you |
Quit working when your day’s work work is through |
Cause a man ain’t supposed to work all the time |
And ain’t that just the way the things is |
A stinger-ree is somethin' else you understand |
Quit working when your your day’s work is through God bless you |