Well you chop the wood, you bring the hammer down
|
But when your work is done,well you're
|
chained and bound
|
You get up next day, with your aching pain
|
Well you take the whip
|
And you start again
|
|
Now you're long gone, where you came from
|
It's the same song from way back home
|
|
Days are so long, pray to someone
|
Maybe white god
|
Will take us home a¢æ|
|
|
Now you're long gone a¢æ|
|
Your hear the sound in church
|
Hear the white folks sing
|
Maybe some sweet day
|
You hear them church bells ring
|
And your chains will break
|
And the pain be gone
|
See me dancing on a Sunday
|
To a freedom song
|
|
Yeah, you're long gone,where you came from
|
It's the same song
|
From way back home
|
|
Days are so long
|
Pray to someone
|
Maybe white god
|
Will take us home
|
|
Days are so long
|
Pray to someone
|
Maybe white god
|
Will take us home a¢æ|
|
|
Yeah you're long gone a¢æ|
|
|
-----------------
|
Work Gang
|
Chris Rea |