In the morning you go gunning 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 singing as they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hanging so they put you on the street
You go back Jack do it again wheels turning 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 but 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
You go back Jack do it again...
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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 bring you money so you hide them when you're able
In the land of milk and honey you must put them on the table
You go back Jack do it again...
