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John Henry
The Figs
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Say, John Henry what ya doing it for?
Showed you progress and you're calling it war
My, my
Twelve long hours didn't earn you a dime
Nine pound hammer on the Chesapeake line
My, my
Say, John Henry tell me what do you mean?
Man can't battle with the soul of machine
My, my
Take no notice of the good that you've done
Gave you nothing but the dirt in your lungs
My, my
My, my
Ain't you tired of trying so hard?
Don't it wear you down?
Oh so long
If the rich men say whose to say that their wrong?
Cause time moves on
And there ain't no telling what they'll say
What they'll say when you're gone
Say, John Henry when are you gonna learn?
Time keeps running on the bodies it burns
My, my
Found your purpose in the work of your hands
But the rich men steal what they can't understand
My, my
My, my
Ain't you tired of trying so hard?
Don't it wear you down?
Oh so long
If the rich men say whose to say that their wrong?
Cause time moves on
And there ain't no telling what they'll say
What they'll say when you're gone
Oh they thought those pistons would drive you along
But you tuned your heartbeat and you made it a song
Oh, John
Oh, John
Say, John Henry how'd you win in the end?
Lay their smiling while they're steaming ahead
Unmarked grave dirt filling your boots
But the songs ain't singing 'bout the wolves in the suits