Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Gang

I was just a kid roamin'
Travelin' through, a ol' town
A man walked up and come with me
You're broke and son vagrancy

A carefree lad love to roam
But I wish I'd stayed at home
The way it looks I'll hang
'Cause ain't no hope on a chain gang

I dig that ditch, I chop that
I curse the day I was born
I it's better for a man to hang
Than to work a dog on a chain gang

The stands there with a great big gun
I bet he'd to see me run
And I guess, I will some day
I'd rather be dead to live this way

He's well fed and six foot tall
And he's a of them all
He cracks that whip and he that cane
That sun touched his brain

I dig ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day that I was
I it's better for a man to hang
Than to work like a dog on a gang

I got a gal home that's sweet and kind
But she's been waitin' a long, time
I just told her to my name
I ever live down the shame

Lord, deliver me this hole
Before I lose my mind and
The flesh gets weak and the back gets
There no 'cause to laugh and joke

I dig that ditch, I chop corn
I curse the day I was born
I it's better for a man to hang
Than to work like a dog on a chain

Work like a dog on a gang
Work a dog on a chain gang
Work a dog on a chain gang