Work Gang

Well you chop the wood, you bring the hammer down But when your work is done,well you’re Chained and bound You get up next day, with your aching pain Well you take the whip And you start again Now you’re long gone, where you came from It’s the same song from way back home Days are so long, pray to someone Maybe white god Will take us home … Now you’re long gone … Your hear the sound in church Hear the white folks sing Maybe some sweet day You hear them church bells ring And your chains will break And the pain be gone See me dancing on a Sunday To a freedom song Yeah, you’re long gone,where you came from It’s the same song From way back home Days are so long Pray to someone Maybe white god Will take us home Days are so long Pray to someone Maybe white god Will take us home … Yeah you’re long gone …