I'm on the chain gang, doing one hundred and eighty days
I'm on the chain gang, doing one hundred and eighty days
The girl I love just wouldn't quit her cheating way
She was runnin', running around with Tom, Dick and Harry
She was runnin', running around with Tom, Dick and Harry
I caught up with her, the night before the day we were to marry
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I tried to end up, end up all her low-down cheating ways
I tried to end up, end up all her low-down cheating ways
The judge told me, "Go home, son, you'll be home in a hundred and eighty days."