Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Gang

I was just a kid roamin'
Travelin' through, a little ol'
A man walked up and said with me
You're broke and son vagrancy

A lad that love to roam
But Lord I wish I'd at home
The way it looks probably hang
'Cause there ain't no hope on a gang

I dig ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day I was born
I believe better for a man to hang
Than to work like a dog on a gang

The guard stands with a great big gun
I bet he'd to see me run
And I guess, I probably some day
I'd rather be dead than to this way

He's well fed and six foot tall
And he's a meanest of all
He that whip and he swings that cane
That sun touched his brain

I dig ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day that I was
I believe better for a man to hang
to work like a dog on a chain gang

I got a gal back home that's sweet and
But she's been waitin' a long, long
I told her to forget my name
I won't ever live down the

Lord, deliver me from hole
Before I lose my and soul
The flesh gets weak and the back gets
There ain't no to laugh and joke

I dig ditch, I chop that corn
I curse the day that I was
I believe it's better for a man to
to work like a dog on a chain gang

Work a dog on a chain gang
like a dog on a chain gang
Work like a dog on a gang