Letras
Well, John Henry moved a mountain
Outta nothing but a hammer and sweat
Well, he beat that damn machinery down
He said, "You ain't seen nothing yet"
'Cause he had himself a woman
Well, she must have been something like you
When you're a man with a plan, gotta hammer in your hand
There ain't nothing that you can't do
When you're the right man
You're the right man
You're the right man
You're the right man for the job
Well, there used to be a dude named Samson, he had himself some hair
Every skinny cowboy at the Pyramid Bar said the gene pool just ain't fair
But he went down to the barber, and 'cause he had to wear a tux that night
And even though he didn't look like Hanson y'all, he made Delilah giggle with delight
He was the right man
He was the right man
He was the right man
He was the right man for the job
Well, you loved yourself a carpenter
And he never even went to school
Well, he was thick as ol' brown gravy
And he had the wrong kind of tool, oh, oh, oh
Well, I ain't got no big muscles, yeah, I do
And I ain't got lots of hair, I got that too
And I ain't no Sheikh from Arabia
Just a fellow with some love to spare
So if you come back here to Texas, girl
From wherever y'all at tonight
I'm gonna kiss you where you've never been kissed before
For the rest of your goddamn life
'Cause I'm the right man
I'm the right man
I'm the right man
I'm the right man for the job
Yeah, I'm the right man, yeah, I swing that hammer
I'm the right man, I ain't gonna stop
The right man, I'll make you stutter and stammer
I'm the right man for the job