Lyrics:

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, I gotta do my time
With an aching heart on that gal of mine

You can hear my hammer, you can hear my song
Gonna sing it like John Henry all day long, Lord, Lord
Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time
With an aching heart on that gal of mine

When that old judge looked down at me
Said, 'I'll put you in that penitentiary,' Lord, Lord
Gotta do my time, gotta do my time
With an aching heart on that gal of mine

Well, now it won't be long, just a few more days
They'll let me out of here, I'm gonna stay, Lord, Lord
With that gal of mine, with that gal of mine
She's waited for me while I've done my time