—Malcolm Pulley, Jr.
Chorus:
In the gravel yard with a number for my name
Making little rocks out of big rocks all day
Oh the work is mighty hard in the gravel yard
I'll never be a free man so they say
Warden hear my plea listen now to me
I killed a man that I caught with my wife
You'd probably done the same so I am not to blame
Sentenced to the rest of my life
In the drivin' rain with a ball and chain
My hammer rings a low mournful sound
It sings a little song for the ones who done me wrong
Who lie beneath the cold cold ground
Chorus & Verse:
| I | I | IV | I |
| I | V | I | I :| |