Back In The Saddle

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!