Chain Gang Lyrics - Blood, Sweat, And Tears - Johnny Cash

I was just a kid roamin' around 

Travelin' through, a little ol' town 

A man walked up and said come with me 

You're broke and son that's vagrancy 

A carefree lad that love to roam 

But Lord I wish I'd stayed at home 

The way it looks I'll probably hang 

'Cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang 

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 

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 

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He's well fed and he's six foot tall 

And he's a meanest of them all 

He cracks that whip and he swings that cane 

That sun must've touched his brain 

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 

I got a gal back home that's sweet and kind 

But she's been waitin' 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 

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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 

Work like a dog on a chain gang 

Work like a dog on a chain gang 

Work like a dog on a chain gang