Work Gang - Chris Rea

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 …

Now you’re long gone …

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 …

Yeah you’re long gone …