Right Man for the Job

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, got a hammer in your hand ain’t nothing 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 ook 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
Hew was the right man for the job
Bridge:
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
doggone life
Cause I’m the right man
I’m the right man
I’m the right man
Yeah I’m the right man
The right man for the job
I’m the right man
I’m the right man
I’m the right man
I’m the right man
The right man for the job