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 nothin yet"
   Cause ha 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 nothin 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 ahd 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 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