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Freddie Hart
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Chain Gang
Lyricist:Harlan Howard
Chain gang, chain gang
I was just a kid a roamin' around Travelin' through a little ol' town When a chief walked up and said, 'Come with me You're broke and son, that's vagrancy'
Just a carefree lad who loved to roam And how I wish that I had stayed at home For the way that I pleaded I would rather hang It's no life of living on a chain gang
I dig that ditch, I chop that corn Curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than work like a dog on a chain gang Chain gang, chain gang
Well, the guard stands there with a great big gun I bet he'd love to see me run And I guess, I probably will some day I'd rather be dead than to live this way
He looks well fed and he's six foot tall And he's the meanest of us all For he cracks that whip and he swings that cane I reckon the sun must've touched his brain Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I dig that ditch, I chop that corn And curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than work like a dog on a chain gang Chain gang, chain gang
I got a gal back home who's true and kind And she's been a waitin' a long long time I rolled and told her forget my name For I'll never lose this chain gang chain
The Heaven to deliver me from this hole Where a man can lose his mind and soul The place gets weak and the back gets broke Ain't no cause to laugh and joke
I dig that ditch, chop that corn Curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than work like a dog on a chain gang
Work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang Work like a dog on a chain gang
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