The Thinking Man, John Henry - The Brothers Four (四兄弟)

Written by：Camp/Gibson

When John henry was a little baby

He was sent on his waresley

While he picked up a sabreland book of mathematics

Saying thinking's gonna be the job for me

Saying thinking's gonna be the job for me

Grammar's gonna be the death of me and lower lower

Grammar's gonna be the death of me

He didn't do too well in greek either

Homer's gonna be the death of me and lower lower

Homer's gonna be the death of me

Automation automation automation

Now the expert said to John henry

I'm gonna bring me a computer out

I'm gonna bring me a computer and electronic brains

Cyber names gonna put the answer down

Computers help to keep the payroll now

Now the man who invented the computer

Was from a place called m i t

Well he punched out cards and tapes by the yards

On the mirror my god to think

On the mirror my god to think

Now John henry said to be inverter

All your tubes don't mean are there

All your wires and your circuits

They are just a modern porquets

Never ever gonna be the thinking man

They are never gonna be the thinking man

John henry's started in a thinking

'Til his head goes cherry red

There was smoke from his ears

And his eyes poured tears

And he thunk 'til his brain dropped dead

Think think thunk thunk 'til his brain dropped dead

They took John henry to the bathhouse

But still his legend grows

Now please don't get us wrong

There's a moral to this song

Don't ever doubt the thinking power of men

Don't ever sell your stock in I B M