Doing My Time — текст песни (Flatt and Scruggs)

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

When that old judge looked down and smiled
He 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

You can hear my hammer you can hear my song
I`ll swing it like John Henry all day long, 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 waiting for me when I`ve done my time