In the morning you go gunning
For the man who stole your water
And you fire 'til he is done in
But they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singing
As they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hanging
And they put you on the street, yeah
You go back, Jack
Do it again
Wheel turnin' round and round
You go back, Jack
Do it again
When you know she's no high climber
Then you find your only friend
In a room with your two timer
And you're sure you're near the end
Then you love a little wild one
And she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smiling
You'll be on your knees tomorrow, yeah
You go back, Jack
Do it again
Wheel turnin' round and round
You go back, Jack
Do it again
Now you swear and kick, and beg us
That you're not a gambling man
Then you find you're back in Vegas
With a handle in your hand
Your black cards can make you money
So you hide them when you're able
In the land of milk and honey
You must put them on the table, yeah
You go back, Jack
Do it again
Wheel turnin' round and round
You go back, Jack
Do it again
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