Chain gang, chain
I was just a kid a around Travelin' through a ol' town When a chief up and said, "Come with me broke and son, that's vagrancy"
Just a lad who loved to roam And how I that I had stayed at home For the way that I pleaded I would hang It's no life of living on a chain
I dig that ditch, I that corn Curse the day that I was I believe it's better for a man to Than work a dog on a chain gang Chain gang, gang
Well, the guard stands there with a big gun I bet love to see me run And I guess, I probably will day I'd rather be dead than to this way
He looks well fed and he's six foot And he's the of us all For he cracks that whip and he that cane I reckon the sun must've touched his
I dig that ditch, I chop that And curse the day I was born I believe it's better for a man to Than like a dog on a chain gang Chain gang, gang
I got a gal back home who's true and And she's been a waitin' a long long I and told her forget my name For I'll never lose this chain chain
The Heaven to deliver me from hole a man can lose his mind and soul The place gets weak and the gets broke no cause to laugh and joke
I dig ditch, chop that corn Curse the day that I was I believe better for a man to hang Than like a dog on a chain gang
Work like a dog on a chain Work like a dog on a gang like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a gang like a dog on a chain gang