Hey now, life is cheap in Angola
They give a convict a gun to shoot another one if he run
They don't give a damn, Lord, if you're old or young
In the Ponderosa, they shoot you just for fun
In the 'Gola
In the 'Gola
Ponderosa, cold out here
Bang high, cut 'em low
In the 'Gola
In the 'Gola
The cane grows far as the eye can see, hey now
When it's tall enough to cut, oh man, you truly have to bleed
If your back is aching, if your hands is bleeding
Hey hey, your back is aching and your hands is bleeding
Hit a free man, holler, hey, hey, hey
Hit a free man, holler
Cut that cane, boy, cut 'em fast, you sorry thing
I'ma put you in a hole with your neck sprained
Hey hey hey
In the 'Gola
Hey, hey, hey
Shut up, boy
You know somebody stole one Adam mule just 'cause he was mad
The SPCA ever found out, he stole him which he never had
Been all year where we at, boy, stuff goes down every day
Yeah, that's right
Shut up
Said, boy, the rag on his head over there
Grab that in the 'Gola
Yeah, it's cold, yeah
Up there in the 'Gola
Eighteen thousand acres of it
You know I was bummed around just the other day
You know this is how the 'Gola make you pay
The kangaroo court, huh, a kangaroo court
That's where the free man send you to
And no kind of justice for whatever do
All you can sit and say, and you never believe it's real
You just don't know how it feels to miss so many meals
In the 'Gola
Hey hey, in the 'Gola
'Gola
In the 'Gola
Help me, help me, help me
I won't tell y'all no story
I came here, when I first came here I committed a crime
I knew I did wrong, I figured I just served my time
One of the prisoners rolled down the chain
He committed a worst crime, tell you, and it was all the truth
The judge he told him hard labor, Angola man said son
This shotgun in my hand here's for you, no hard way
Once you kill the convicts they try to run, shotgun
Now he said no hard way, shoot them convicts if they try to run
Dirty rats, stinkers, that's what we call them here, stinkers
Slaving, we been slaving, we been slaving 'til the butcher cut us down
Slaving, slaving, slaving, slaving 'til the butcher cut us down
There's a shotgun, yeah bad track coming, bad track coming
Bad track coming, the gold, in the gold
Just a struggle, it's just a struggle, yes it is
A struggle every day, a struggle every day
I have to leave my baby down
I'ma leave my baby down
Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
Can't carry on, I ain't for carry
I ain't for carry, Lord, I ain't for carry
Carrying on, baby, carrying on
Baby, if she's gone
Mmm, mmm, mmm
If you walk in the rain
Are you feeling pain?
Baby, darling, sing 'em high, cut 'em low
Baby, sing 'em high, cut 'em low, oh
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