[1] On this old rock pile with a ball and chain
Lord they call be by a [5] number not a [1] name Lord Lord
Gotta do my [4] time gotta do my [1] time
With an aching [5] heart and worried [1] mind

When that old judge looked down and smiled
He said I'll put you on that good road for a while Lord Lord
Gotta do my time gotta do my time
With an aching heart and a worried mind

You can hear my hammer you can hear my song
I'm gonna swing it like John Henry all day long Lord Lord
Gotta do my time gotta do my time
With an aching heart and a worried mind

Well it won't be long just a few more days
I'm gonna settle down and quit my rowdy ways Lord Lord
When I've done my time with that gal of mine
She'll be waiting for me when I've done my time