On this old rock pile with a ball and chain
They call me by a number not a name, Lord Lord
Gotta do my time, gotta do my time
With an aching heart and a worried mind

When that old judge looked down and smiled
Said I'll put you on that good road for a while, Lord Lord
Gotta do my time, gotta do my time
With an aching heart and a worried mind

It won't be long just a few more days
I'll settle down and quit my rowdy ways, Lord Lord
With that gal of mine, with that gal of mine
She'll be waitin' for me when I've done my time