: 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
, 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
: 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
: Do ya like good boogie like the real boogie woogie hear the juke box singin' get the dance hall swingin' won't ya grab my shaker got to meet your maker
: 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
: 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
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'
: 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
: 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
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
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
Do ya like good boogie like the real boogie woogie hear the juke box singin' get the dance hall swingin' won't ya grab my shaker got to meet your maker
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
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
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
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
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
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'
