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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
I was just a kid roaming around
Traveling thru a little old town
A man walked up and said come with me
Your broken son that's vagrancy
A care-free lad that loved to roam but
Lord I wish I'd-a 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
[Break 1]
[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 someday
I'd rather be dead than to live this way
He's well-fed and he's six-foot tall
And he's the meanest of them 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
[Break 2]
[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 his 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
Work like a dog on a chain gang
Work like a dog on a chain gang
