Field Hand Man

Always working just a field hand man Nothing but a plow will fit my hand Trust in God and doing the best I can What it's like to be field hand man I'm as happy as a prince so grand In this lonesome delta land I was born to make my life this way From the dawn until the close of day Can't be happy any other way On the Mississippi river I'll stay I can sing and drive my blues away From this levee anyday I'm so happy when the day is done Than I know that I can have my fun There are no more chores for me to run Worries vanish with the setting sun There's alittle girl and only one Waiting when the day is done Yes John Henry was a steel drivin' man Drivin' steel over all this land But he never could understand All the pleasures of a field hand man Don't you worry about this old field hand He's a happy happy man