Ball ’n’ Chain Songtext
von Appalachiatari

Gamble away my money, love
Gamble away my gold
Gamble away my money, love
Now it′s time to go
When I was a little boy
About ten inches high
The way I hugged
And kissed those girls
Made their mamas cry
Made their mamas cry
Made their mamas cry
The way I hugged
He kissed those girls
Made their mamas cry


Wish I was in Tennessee
Sittin' in a big arm chair
One arm around a whiskey jug
The other around my dear
I′m standin' on the platform
Waitin' on a train
I′m goin′ down to Frankfort town
To wear the ball n chain
Wear the ball n chain
Wear the ball n chain
I'm goin′ down to Frankfort town
To Wear the ball n chain

Get on board, little children
Get on board, I say
Get on board, little children
Tomorrow's Election Day
Tune up my old banjo
All strung up with fire
The only song that I can sing
Is troubles on my mind
Troubles on my mind
Troubles on my mind
The only song that I can sing
Is the troubles on my mind


Rainin, and hailin
Falling from the sky
If I don′t get the one I want
You know I surely die
I'm standin′ on the platform
Waitin' on a train
I'm goin′ down to Frankfort town
To Mary Liza Jane
Mary Liza Jane
Mary Liza Jane
I′m goin' down to Frankfort town
To Mary Liza Jane