Now Froggy went a-courting and he did ride, mm-hm
(Bad Frog!)
Oh the Froggy went a-courting and he did ride, unh-hunh
(Oh yes)
Froggy went a-courting and he did ride
Sword and shield hanging by his side, unh-hunh, mm-hm
(That's the truth too, brother)

Ah, he rode up

Now, way down south where I was born
They raise good good greens and corn
Sweet potato, and black-eyed peas
Green tomato, mama, and pecan trees
But them sure smell good
People smell 'em all 'roung the neighborhood
Soft and easy, they're good and greasy
Oh lord, I love

When john henry was a little bitty boy
Sitting on his granpappys knee
He looked down the track he saw an 8 wheel Jack
You'll never be a driver like me God

I heard a mighty rumblin back in top of bald mountain
Thought it was a cave coming in
John Henry drove the steel so