KEY: A INTRO: A D E A VERSE: chain gang BREAK: A D E A VERSE: The guard stands there with a great big gun I bet he'd love to see me run And I guess I probably will someday I'd rather be dead than to live this way He's well-fed and he's six-foot tall And he's the meanest of them all He cracks that whip and he swings that cane That sun must've touched his brain CHORUS: I dig that ditch I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang Than to work lik (allcountrytabs.com)