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!

backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers
till I talked to your daddy, he say
he said "you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
oh, the times I could reminisce
'cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin
only started with a little kiss
like this!

seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
and your feet flyin' up in the air
singin' "hey diddle diddle"
with your kitty in the middle of the swing
like you didn't care
so I took a big chance at the high school dance
with a missy who was ready to play
wasn't me she was foolin'
'cause she knew what she was doin'
and I knowed love was here to stay
when she told me to
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walk this way
walk this way
walk this way
walk this way
walk this way
walk this way
walk this way
walk this way
just gimme a kiss
like this!

schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy
little skirt's climbin' way up the knee
there was three young ladies in the school gym locker
when I noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady
till the boys told me somethin' I missed
then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor
so I gave her just a little kiss
like this!

seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
and your feet flyin' up in the air
singin' "hey diddle diddle"
with your kitty in the middle of the swing
like you didn't care
so I took a big chance at the high school dance
with a missy who was ready to play
wasn't me she was foolin'
'cause she knew what she was doin'
when she told me how to walk this way,
she told me to

Chorus

we all live on the edge of town
where we all live ain't a soul around
people start a-comin', all we do is just a-grin
said we gotta move out cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move out cause the city's movin' in

tell me who ya know, and I'll tell ya who too
go see my friend and he'll set you free
tell me what you need and maybe I can go too
no one knows the way but maybe me

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nobody goes there, nobody shows where
nobody knows where you can find me

good morning glory, halleluh to ya
what is the story and what's been goin' through ya?
livin' like a king off the fat of the land
workin' like a dog in a rock n' roll band

we're movin' -- we're gettin' out
we're movin' -- without a doubt
we're movin' -- we're goin' far
we're movin' -- oh yes we are

Chorus
Chorus

level with God and you're in tune with the universe
talk with yourself and you'll hear what you wanna know
gotta rise above cause below it's only gettin' worse
life in time will take you where you wanna go
where you wanna go
where you wanna go
where you're goin'
where you're goin'
where you're goin'
where, where, where...

good morning glory, halleluh to ya
what is the story and what's been goin' through ya?
livin' like a king off the fat of the land
workin' like a dog in a rock n' roll band

we're movin' -- we're gettin' out
we're movin' -- without a doubt
we're movin' -- we're goin' far
we're movin' -- oh yes we are

'Cause
Chorus

we all live on the edge of town
where we all live ain't a soul around
people start a-comin', all we do is just a-grin
said we gotta move out cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move out cause the city's movin' in

checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game
no dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain
oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
where to draw the line

an Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor
she was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store
she'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time
nowhere to draw the line

hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long
heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime
no dice honey, you're the salt, you're the queen of the brine
checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
where to draw the line

checkmate, don't be late
take another pull
that's right
impossible
when you got to be yourself
you're the boss, the toss
the price, the dice
grab yourself a slice
nowhere to draw the line

Get yourself cooler lay yourself low,
Coincidental murder with nothing to show.
The judge constipation will go to his head,
His wife's aggravation you're soon enough dead.

It's the same old story,
Same old song and dance my friend.
It's the same old story,
Same old song and dance my friend.

Gotcha with the cocaine they found with your gun,
No smoothy face laywer to getcha undone.
Say love ain't the same on the south side of town,
you could look but you ain't gonna find it around.

It's the same old story,
Same old song and dance my friend.
It's the same old story,
Same old story same old song and dance.

Fate comes a-knockin',
Doors start lockin',
Your old time connection,
Change your direction,
You ain't gonna change it,
Can't rearrange it,
Can't stand the pain when,
It's all the same to you my friend.

When you're low down and dirty from walkin' the street,
With your old hurdy-gurdy no one to meet.
Say love ain't the same on the south side of town,
You could look but you ain't gonna find it around.

It's the same old story,
Same old song and dance my friend.
It's the same old story,
Same old song same old song and dance.

I'm dreaming to night
I'm leaving back home
Right!

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' it
Down their throats with paper notes
as babies cry while cities lay at their feet
When you're rockin' the street
Home Sweet Home

Momma take me home sweet home
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.
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Rock-a bye baby if you want to dance
Grab yourself a body and take a chance
They say one time a round is all you get
I'm still dancing so you lost yo bet
I got a hard core mama with a hot hoochy coo
Make my wheels start spinin' like a formula 2

I got one for the money
Two for the show
Three for my honey and
Four to let you know that I

Let the music do the talkin'
Let the music do the talkin'
(Take it away)
Let the music do the talkin
Let the music do the talkin'

Cheesecake maybe if I take another bite
I'm a real fat city I'm an aero delight
Threw out my pipe and my alkaline
Got a squeaky clean body and a dirty mind
I'm a real fine dancer I'll be cutting a rug
Got a brand new baby she's my brand new drug

in the attic
lights
voices scream
nothin' seen
real's the dream

(Chorus:)
leaving the things that are real behind
leaving the things that you love from mind
all of the things that you learned from fears
nothin' is left for the years

voices scream
nothin' seen
real's the dream

toys, toys, toys
in the attic
toys, toys, toys
in the attic
toys, toys, toys
in the attic
toys, toys, toys
in the attic

lights
voices scream
nothin' seen
real's the dream

Chorus

voices scream
nothin' seen
real's the dream

toys, toys, toys
in the attic
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