In the morning you go gunningFor the man who stole your waterAnd you fire 'til he is done inBut they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singingAs they drag you by your feetBut the hangman isn't hangingAnd they put you on the street, yeah
You go back, JackDo it againWheel turnin' round and roundYou go back, JackDo it again
When you know she's no high climberThen you find your only friendIn a room with your two timerAnd you're sure you're near the end
Then you love a little wild oneAnd she brings you only sorrowAll the time you know she's smilingYou'll be on your knees tomorrow, yeah
You go back, JackDo it againWheel turnin' round and roundYou go back, JackDo it again
Now you swear and kick, and beg usThat you're not a gambling manThen you find you're back in VegasWith a handle in your hand
Your black cards can make you moneySo you hide them when you're ableIn the land of milk and honeyYou must put them on the table, yeah
You go back, JackDo it againWheel turnin' round and roundYou go back, JackDo it again