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Well, when GJohn Henry died he lay lookin' at the sun
He said DLord, take me now my work is Gdone, Lord, Lord
DLord take me now my work is Gdone
Yeah, but Gwhen they laid him out in that box of pine, boy
They Dlaid that hammer by his Gside, Lord, Lord
DLaid that hammer by his Gside
GYeah, and Joe Hill he worked any job he could find, boy
He'd Drake your leaves and pick your Gvine, Lord, Lord
DRake your leaves and pick your Gvine
GYeah, and they killed Joe Hill, put a bullet to his name
But that Dbullet made a martyr of the Gsame, Lord, Lord
DBullet made a martyr of the Gsame
GYeah, and my grand daddy worked his whole damn life
Well, he Dnever saved a nickel though he Gtried, Lord, Lord
DNever saved a nickel though he Gtried
GAnd he died in Tennessee but he couldn't find no rest
With that Dlong road to Texas lyin' Gahead, Lord Lord
DLong road to Texas lyin' Gahead
GYes sir, I ain't no great man and Lord I expect to see
A long Dlife, a workin' and you're Gdead, Lord, Lord
DA long life, a workin' and you're Gdead
GThey killed John Henry, they killed John Henry
DThey killed John Henry but they won't kill Gme
GLord, they killed John Henry, they killed John Henry
DThey killed John Henry but they won't kill Gme
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