I WAS SITTING BESIDE THE ROAD IN BLACKJACK COUNTY
NOT KNOWING THAT THE SHERIFF PAID A BOUNTY
FOR MEN LIKE ME WHO DIDN'T HAVE A PENNY TO THEIR NAMES
SO HE LOCKED MY LEG TO THIRTY-FIVE POUNDS
OF BLACKJACK COUNTY CHAIN
AND ALL WE HAD TO EAT WAS BREAD AND WATER
AND EACH DAY WE HAD TO BUILD THAT ROAD
A MILE AND A QUARTER
AND A BLACK SNAKE WHIP WOULD CUT OUR BACKS
WHEN SOME POOR FOOL COMPLAINED
BUT WE COULDN'T FIGHT BACK WEARING THIRTY-FIVE POUNDS
OF BLACKJACK COUNTY CHAIN
THEN ONE NIGHT WHILE THE SHERIFF WAS A- SLEEPING
WE ALL GATHERED 'ROUND HIM, SLOWLY CREEPING
AND HEAVEN HELP ME TO FORGET THAT NIGHT
IN THE COLD, COLD RAIN
WHEN WE BEAT HIM TO DEATH WITH THE THIRTY-FIVE POUNDS
OF BLACKJACK COUNTY CHAIN
NOW THE WHIP MARKS HAVE ALL HEALED AND I'M THANKFUL
THAT THERE'S NOTHING BUT A SCAR AROUND MY ANKLE
BUT MOST OF ALL I'M GLAD NO MAN
WILL BE A SLAVE AGAIN
TO A BLACK-SNAKE SHIP AND THIRTY-FIVE POUNDS
OF BLACKJACK COUNTY CHAIN
1967 TREE PUBLISHING CO., INC.
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