I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again

ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon
barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye
she turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!

come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun
peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore
four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more
fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet
no tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back!

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm ridin', I really got a fistful
I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle
I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
ridin' high!
ridin' high!
ridin' high! already!

Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Got to get back to the real nitty gritty

Yes sir, No sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
of my hot tail poon-tang sweatheart
sweathog ready to make a silk purse
from a J Paul Getty and his ear
with a face in a beer
Home Sweet Home

Get out in the field,
Put the mule in the stable
Ma, she's A cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the City and My love's in the meadow
Hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto

Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothin'
Ain't no good when boss man's stuffin'
Down their throats with paper notes
as babies cry
When you're rockin' the street
Home Sweet Home

Mamma take me home sweet home
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.

goin' under - rats are in the cellar
goin' under - skin is turnin' yella
nose is runny - losin' my connection
losin' money - gettin' no affection
New York City blues
east side, west side blues
throw me in the slam
catch me if you can
believe
that you're wearin', tearin' me apart
safe complainin' - 'cause everything's rotten
go insanin' - and ain't a thing forgotten
feelin' cozy - rats are in the cellar
cheeks're rosy - skin's turnin' yella
*** - lookin' rather lazy
see my body - pushin up a-daisies

the street is cold, the dawn is grey
my heart says no but my head says stay
my work is finished, or so I've been told
can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot the name
I took a shot on the chin
I'm rearranging my game
tell by the shape I'm in

in line of fire, you know what to say
they gave us no choices, just one shade of grey
my legs keep movin', I don't seem to stray
but I know each step we take, they're one step away

I found the secret, the key to the vault
we walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret, the key to it all

I got the nouveau riche
and dragged it home to bed
I traded you for me
I took it all and said

I find my own fun, sometimes for free
I got to pay it to come lookin' for me
walkin' on Gucci, wearin' Yves St. Laurent
barely stay on cause I'm so God damn gaunt

please, I've just got to talk to you
please, well get your head out of the loo
please, we're a long long way from home
please, you turn a young man's face to stone
sick as a dog, what's your story
sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't that young
please, you were much to my surprise
please, you're a lady in disguise
please, you're the only friend I got
please, you'd be the last to see me rot
please, it's a shame you're so refined
please, she was the last thing on my mind
please, don't be late to take it light
please, you're gonna bay into the night
take it light (4x)
say goodnight

lord I must be dreamin'
what else could this be
everybody's screamin'
runnin' for the sea
holy lands are sinkin'
birds take to the sky
the prophets are all stinkin' drunk
I know the reason why
eyes are full of desire
mind is so ill at ease
everything is on fire
shit piled up to the knees
out of rhyme or reason
everyone's to blame
children of the season
don't be lame
sorry
you're so sorry
don't be sorry
man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault
old St. Andres
seven years ago
shove it up their richters
redlines stop and go
noblemen of courage
listen with their ears
spoke but how discouraging
when no one really hears
one of these days you'll be sorry
too many houses on the stilt
three million years or just a story
four on the floor up to the hilt
refrain
man has known and now he's blown it
upside-down and hell's the only sound
we did an awful job and now we're just a little too late
eyes are full of desire
mind is so ill at ease
everything is on fire
shit piled up in debris
california showtime
five o'clock's the news
everybody's concubine
was prone to take a snooze

do ya like good boogey
like the real boogey woogie
hear the juke box singin'
get the dance hall swingin'
won't ya grab my shaker
got to meet your maker
um-get out the lead, get out of bed, get the lead out

(get ready) I'll show you my fist
(get ready) take hold of my wrist
(get ready) we really can't miss
(get ready)

oh, hey good lookin'
what ya got there cookin'
you a young spring chicken
A-make your feet start kickin'

no no, no no

oh, hey good lookin'
what ya got there cookin'
you a young spring chicken
make your feet start kickin'
boot it out, dance without me

Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
singin' how-de-do
backstreet boogie in the house of delight
where they steal the show
the money come sour but the ladies are sweet
and it's a love affair
whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet
when the gang's all there
he gets his lovin' every night for free
he's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
I sing na na na na na
na na na na na
Johnny liked to gamble with his lady Louise
she was a blackjack deuces are wild
he got to thinkin' 'bout his nose in the breeze
*** Johnny looked and he smiled
he started thinkin' bout the fortune and fame
and the young girls down at his knees
he dug the money but forgot all the names
so he knew just how to appease
lick and a promise
lick and a promise
lick and a promise
he gave the ladies a lick and a promise
loose change clover in his early early years
had his poor mama pacin' the floors
he grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers
now the crowd keeps screamin' for more

now it's time to say good night to you
now its time to bid you sweet adieu
baby, drink a cheers to yesterday
and maybe you'll drink your tears away
so baby, don't let go
hold on real tight
'cause i'll be home tonight
tonight