Chain Gang Lyrics - Singles - Freddie Hart

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 

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