Work Song - Dion

Every mornin' finds me moanin'

Life’s a losing gamble to me

Cause of all the trouble I see

Everybody knows I’m moanin'

Every evenin' finds me moanin'

I’m alone and I’m crying the blues

I’m so tired of paying my dues

Everybody knows I’m moanin'

Breaking out here rocks on the chain gang

Breaking rocks and serving my time

Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang

Lord I’ve been convicted me of crime

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

I reckon that ought to get it

Been working, lord, been working here

I got a long way to go

I committed crime lord I needed

Crime of being hungry and poor

I left the grocery store man bleeding

Lordy caught me robbing his store

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

I reckon that ought to get it

Been working here, lord, been working here

I got a long way to go

I heard the judge say five years labor

On chain-gang you gonna go

I heard the judge say five years labor

I heard my woman scream «lordy, no!»

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

I reckon that ought to get it

Been working here, working, oh lord

I got so terribly far to go

I gotta go make or break 'cause I’m grievin'

Gotta break my chains off to run

And if the boss man stops me from leavin'

I tell you, lord I’m gonna get him one

Hold him steady right there while I hit him

I reckon that ought to get it

Been working lord, been working, oh lord

I got a long way to go

Lord, I’m moanin', I’m moanin', oh lord, oh lord…