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



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