Now sometimes at the end of the day
Before I head home I make a stop along the way
Have a couple of drinks and wait for the five O'clock rush to go by And almost always there's a lady
Oh, and it's so hard when she starts coming on
But I back it on up, turn it around and take it on home And sometimes I've gotta go out of town
And I'll be gone for a couple of days
And this buddy of mine, let me tell you
He's a hound in the first degree And almost always there's the ladies
Lord, and it ain't easy, boys, when you're out and all alone
But I back it on up, turn it around and take it on home I take it on home to my woman who sticks by me
'Cause I believe she'd do the same if she was me
And I would not know where to turn to
Lord, if she was gone, no, I wouldn't And when I ain't a workin'
No, I don't hang out, I take it on home
I back it on up, turn it around, and take it on home