Shackled and Drawn

Gray morning light spits through the shade

Another day older, closer to the grave

Closer to the grave and come the dawn

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn

Pick up the rock, son, carry it on

I'm trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

I always loved the feel of sweat on my shirt

Stand back, son, and let a man work

Let a man work, is that so wrong?

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn

Pick up the roc, son, carry it on

What's a poor boy to do in a world gone wrong?

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Freedom son's, a dirty shirt

The sun on my face and my shovel in the dirt

A shovel in the dirt keeps the devil gone

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn

Pick up the rock, son, carry it on

What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song?

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Gambling man rolls the dice, workingman pays the bill

It's still fat and easy up on banker's hill

Up on banker's hill, the party's going strong

Down here below we're shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn

Pick up the rock, son, carry it on

I'm trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn

Pick up the rock, son, carry it on

What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song?

I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

I want everybody to stand up

I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight

You know we got to pray together

I want you to stand up

I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight