Work Song (Album Version)

Work Song - Dion

Written by：N. Adderley

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 crying the blues

I'm so tired of paying my dues

Everybody knows I'm moanin'

I'm breaking out be 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

Well reckon that ought to get it

Working and working

And working and here I'm

I got a long way to go

I commited crime Lord I needed

Crime of being hungry and poor

I left the grocery store man bleeding

Loudly caught me robbing his store

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

Well reckon that ought to get it been

Working and here lonly

And working here down

I got a long way to go

I heard the judge say five years leave

On chain gang you gonna go

I heard the judge say five years labor

I heard my old man scream lordy no

Hold it steady right there while I hit it

Well reckon that ought to get it been

Working and here I'm

The working and hold on

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

Well reckon that ought to get it been

Workin' and workin'

Working and hold on

I got a long way to go

Lord I'm morning

I'm morning

Lord lonely