I die wid my hammer in my han’, Lawd, Lawd.”
John Henry had a pretty little woman,
She rode that Southbound train;
She stopped in a mile of the station up there,
“Let me hear John Henry’s hammer ring, Lawd, Lawd.”
John Henry sittin’ on the left-han’ side
An’ the steam drill on the right;
The rock it was so large an’ John Henry so small,
He laid down his hammer an’ he cried, “Lawd, Lawd.”
John Henry had a pretty little woman,