Lawd, I wished I never had seen her
An’ I wished she’d never been born.
Well, I led her to de altar,
An’ de preacher give his comman’,
An’ she swore by God that made her
That she never love another man.
John Henry
John Hen-ry was a steel-driv-in’ man, Ca’d his hammer all the
time,... An’ be-fo’ he’d let the steam-drill beat him down,