A telephone wakes me in the morning, have to get up to answer the call, so I think I'll
go back to the family, where no one can ring me at all.
Living this life has its problems, so I think that I'll give it a break.
Oh, I'm going back to the family, I've had about all I can take.
Bastards in the counting house, counting all his money.
Sister sitting by the mirror, she thinks her hair looks funny.
And here I am thinking to myself, just a-wondering what I'm supposed to do.
Ah!
I think I enjoyed all my problems, where I did not get nothing for free.
Oh, I'm going back to the family, knowing nothing is bothering me.
I'll get a train back to the city, that soft life is getting me down.
There's more fun away from the family, get some action when I pull into town.
Everything I do is wrong, what the hell was I thinking?
Phone keeps ringing all day long, I got no time for thinking.
And every day has the same old way, they're giving me too much to do.
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!