JOHN HENRY THE ACCOUNTANT (Paul Kaplan) John Henry was an accountant He worked with a pencil in his hand If you had something that you needed added up John Henry, the accountant, was your man, Lord, Lord John Henry, the accountant, was your man, When Henry was a little baby Sitting on his daddy's knee He picked up a crayon and a little piece of paper And said one and two is three, Lord, Lord Said, One and two is three Well the man who bought the first calculator Thought he was mighty fine He walked up to Henry with a sneer on his lips Saying, Your job is going to be mine, Lord, Lord Your job is going to be mine Well, Henry stood up, drew his weapon Said, A man ain't nothing but a man We'll have ourselves a race and I'll put you in your place Or die with my pencil in my hand, Lord, Lord Or die with my pencil in my hand So each man with a fifty pound ledger John Henry went to work with all his might His hand was getting cramped and his shirt was getting damp But he swore he would not give up the fight Lord, Lord He swore he would not give up the fight After three long hours in battle The man with the machine moved out ahead He had Henry beat until upon the final sheet Suddenly his batteries went dead Lord, Lord Suddenly his batteries went dead So Henry beat the calculator His power could never be denied But the terrible strain was too much for his brain So he laid down his glasses and he died Lord, Lord He laid down his glasses and he died Well they buried Henry in the graveyard With his trusty pencil and his pad When the checks didn't clear, they always shed a tear For the last human being that could add Lord, Lord The last human being that could add @parody @work filename[ JHENACCT play.exe JHNHENRY SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===