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

'Cause 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 a-wondering what are 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 the 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 there's the same old way.

They're giving me too much to do