(S. CookeC. Cooke)



Ho Ha Ho Ha

I hear someon sayin'

Ho Ha Ho Ha

Ho Ha Ho Ha



Well don't you know

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang



All day long they're saying

Ho Ha Ho Ha

Ho Ha Ho Ha



Well don't you know

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang



All day long they work so hard

'Till the sun is going down, down

Workin' on the highways and byways and wearing

Wearing a frown

You hear them moaning

Their lives away

Then you hear somebody say



That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang



They're saying...

I'm going home one of these days

I'm going home

See my woman whom I love so dear

Mean while

I have to work right here



Well don't you know

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang

That's the sound of the men

Workin' on the chain gang



All they long they're saying...

My, my, my work is so hard

Give me water

I'm thirsty

My work is so hard