Blackjack County Chain

I was sittin' beside the road in blackjack county Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty For men like me who didn't have a penny to their names So he locked my leg to thirty five pounds of blackjack county chain And sll we had to eat was bread and water And each day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter And black snake whip would cut our backs when some poor fool complained But we couldn't fight back wearin' thirty five pounds of blackjack county chain And then one night while the sheriff was a sleepin' We all gathered round him slowly creepin' And heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain When we beat him death with thirty five pounds of blackjack county chain Now the whip marks have all healed and I am thankful That there's nothing but a scar round my ankle But most of all I'm glad no man will be a slave again To a black snake whip and thirty five pounds of blackjack county chain Blackjack County chain, blackjack county chain, blackjack county chain --- Blackjack County Chain - Willie Nelson