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On a Monday, |
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I was arrested, uh, huh |
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On a Tuesday, they locked me in the jail, poor boy |
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On a Wednesday, my trial was attested |
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On a Thursday, they said, guilty and the judge's gavel fell |
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I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders |
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I got chains, chains around my feet |
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I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders |
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And them chains them chains they're about to drag me down |
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On a Monday, got my striped britches, uh, huh |
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On a Tuesday, got my ball and chain, poor boy |
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On a Wednesday, |
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I'm workin' diggin' ditches |
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On a Thursday, |
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Lord I'd begged them not to knock me down again |
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I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders |
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I got chains, chains around my feet |
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I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders |
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And them chains them chains they're about to drag me down |
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On a Monday, my momma come to see me, uh, huh |
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On a Tuesday, they caught me with a file, poor boy |
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On a Wednesday, |
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I'm down in solitary |
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On a Thursday, |
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Lord, I start on bread and water for a while |
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I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders |
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I got chains, chains around my feet |
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I got stripes, stripes around my shoulders |
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And them chains them chains they're about to drag me down |
