Chain Gang

Album cover art for "Chain Gang" by Johnny Cash

Johnny Cash - Country, Rock

Chain Gang

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] I was just a kid roaming around Traveling through a little old town A man walked up and said, "Come with me You're broke, and son, that's vagrancy" A carefree lad that loved to roam But Lord I wish I'da stayed at home The way it looks I'll probably hang 'Cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang [Chorus] I dig that ditch, I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work like a dog on a chain gang [Verse 2] 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's well fed and he's six-foot-tall And he's a meanest of 'em all He cracks that whip and he swings that cane That sun must've touched his brain [Chorus] I dig that ditch, I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work like a dog on a chain gang [Verse 3] I got a gal back home that's sweet and kind But she's been waiting a long, long time I just told her to forget my name I won't ever live down the shame Lord, deliver me from this hole Before I lose my mind and soul The flesh gets weak and the back gets broke There ain't no cause to laugh and joke [Chorus] I dig that ditch, I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work like a dog on a chain gang [Outro] 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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Credits

Writers
  • Harlan Howard