My telephone wakes me in the morning --

have to get up to answer the call.

So I think I'll go back to the family

where no one can ring me at all.

Living this life has its problems

so I think that I'll give it a break.

Oh, I'm going back to the family

`cos I've had about all I can take.



Master's in the counting house

counting all his money.

Sister's sitting by the mirror --

she thinks her hair looks funny.

And here am I thinking to myself

just wond'ring what things to do.



I think I enjoyed all my problems

Where I did not get nothing for free.

Oh, I'm going back to the family --

doing nothing is bothering me.

I'll get a train back to the city

that soft life is getting me down.

There's more fun away from the family

get some action when I pull into town.



Everything I do is wrong,

what the hell was I thinking?

Phone keeps ringing all day long

I got no time for thinking.

And every day has the same old way

of giving me too much to do.