Lyrics:

John Henry, he 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
Got a hammer in your hand
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 and 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 '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
He never ever went to school
He was thick as ol' brown gravy and
He had the wrong kind of tool
Well, I ain't got no big muscles and
I ain't got lots of hair
And I ain't no Sheik from Arabia
Just a fellow with some love to spare
So if you come back here to Texas, girl
From wherever you're at tonight
I'm gonna kiss you like you've never been kissed
Before for the rest of your dog gone life
'Cause I'm the right man
I'm the right man
Yeah, I'm the right man
The right man for the job
Yeah, I'm the right man (I'm gonna swing that hammer)
I'm the right man
I'm the right man
The right man for the job