I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again Riding into town alone by the light of the moon I'm looking for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon "Barkeep, give me 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 Back in the saddle I'm back in the saddle again I'm back Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun Rising sun I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun Peeling off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore Four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more Fool's gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet No tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back I get back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back Back in the saddle again I'm back in the saddle again I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol Loading up my pistol, baby, gimme a round I'm riding, I really got a fistful Really got a fistful, baby, come to my house I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle Come on, baby, let's mess around I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle This snake is gonna rattle tonight I'm back in the saddle again I'm back Back in the saddle I'm back in the saddle again I'm back Back in the saddle again Riding high Riding high Riding high Riding high
