(S.Cooke)
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
All day long they work so hard
Till the sun is goin’ down
Working on the highways and by ways
And wearing, wearing a frown
You hear them moanin’ their lives away
Then you hear somebody say
Well don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
Can’t ya hear them singin’
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
Can’t ya hear them sayin’
I’m goin’ home one of these days
I’m goin’ home see my woman
She’s my love so dear
But meanwhile I got to work right here
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang
Well, don’t you know
That’s the sound of the men working on the chain gang
Can’t ya hear them singin’
My work is so hard
Give me water, I’m thirsty
My work is so hard
Give me water…