In the mornin you go gunnin For the man who stole your water And you fire till he is done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin As they drag you by your feet But the hangman isnt hangin And they put you on the street You go back jack do it again Wheel turnin round and round You go back jack do it again When you know shes no high climber Then you find your only friend In a room with your two timer And youre sure youre near the end Then you love a little wild one And she brings you only sorrow All the time you know shes smilin Youll be on your knees tomorrow 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 youre not a gamblin man Then you find youre back in vegas With a handle in your hand Your black cards can make you money So you hide them when youre able In the land of milk and honey You must put them on the table