I'm up all night
And sleep all day
I've got no job
I live to play
I travel the land
Guitar in hand
A typical day
Of life in a band
Doing time on the rock and roll chain gang
The chain gang
No parole until the day I'm in the grave
I'm in the grave
From city to city
From town to town
The boys in this band
We get around
From playing clubs
To wedding gigs
Whatever it takes
To make it big
Doing time on the rock and roll chain gang
The chain gang
No parole until the day I'm in the grave
I'm in the grave
Been on the road
For forty weeks
My body's tired
My voice is weak
Can barely play
Can barely sing
But night after night
We do our thing
Doing time on the rock and roll chain gang
The chain gang
No parole until the day I'm in the grave
I'm in the grave
