John Henry WAS A newborn baby
Sitting down on his mamma's knee
Said that big man turned down that sad old road
(minor-flourishes)
It's gonna be the death of me Lord Lord
It's gonna be the death of me
It's gonna be the death of me Lord Lord
John Henry WAS A newborn baby
Sitting down on his mamma's knee
Said that big man turned down that sad old road
(minor-flourishes)
It's gonna be the death of me Lord Lord
It's gonna be the death of me
It's gonna be the death of me Lord Lord