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John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah,
Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road
Gonna cause de death of me
I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled 'til I'm blind
I been Ayn Randed,
I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled 'til I'm blind
I been Ayn Randed,
I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled 'til I'm blind
I been Ayn Randed,
O'Hara)
He's nice too
(He's nice too)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's your brother Bernie?
(He's a big attorney)
John Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said, "'Fore the sheriff comes I wanna tell you, listen boy"
Said, "Learn to ball a jack, learn to lay
Well, John Henry was a little baby
Sittin' on his dady's knee
He pick up a hammer and a little piece of steel,
And cried, "Hammer's gonna be
to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John
sister Emily?
She's nice too. She's nice too.
(Jerry Bachman, Jerry Bachman,
So what's new? So what's new?)
Whatcha doing Sarah?
(Reading John O'Hara
Anybody got any special requests for us to do
John Henry?
Lemme do John Henry then and we'll go...
Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He
to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."
John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John
On the train I'll dive into a something light, but spicy
A poetry book-Ferlinghetti, Roethke, Frank O'Hara.
Something foreign...Borges, or Murakami
Burl Ives - John Henry
John Henry he could hammer,
He could whistle, he could sing
He went to the mountain early in the mornin'
Just to hear his
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 he could hammer,
He could whistle, he could sing
He went to the mountain early in the mornin'
Just to hear his hammer ring, Lord, Lord
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No encontramos estribillo a la canción
Como Scarlett O'Hara
St. John Divine, whiskey drunk your arm in mine
You and Frank O'Hara in your yellow shirt with stripes
Love of mine, do you remember that afternoon
stopped
Maybe there’s some doubt we’ll ever figure this out
Or maybe, just maybe...
Romeo and Juliet, Scarlett O’Hara and Rhett
Maybe that’s the best we
Stevenson
con una leve tos
jugándose a Maureen O'hara
al dominó
con Robinson.
Y el tesoro de la isla
yace bajo algunas rimas
en la cumbre prohibida
de Vaea,
John Henry was about three days old,
Sittin' on his papa's knee.
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;
Said, "Hammer's gonna be
John Henry was about three days old,
Sittin' on his papa's knee.
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;
Said, "Hammer's gonna be
John Henry was about three days old,
Sittin' on his papa's knee.
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;
Said, "Hammer's gonna be
John Henry was about three days old,
Sittin' on his papa's knee.
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;
Said, "Hammer's gonna be
John Henry was about three days old,
Sittin' on his papa's knee.
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel;
Said, "Hammer's gonna be
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