Lyrics
In the morning, you go gunning, for the man, who stole your water.
And you fire 'till he's done in, but they catch you at the border.
And the mourners all are singing, as they drag you by your feet...
But the Hangman isn't hanging, and they put on the street.
You go back, Jack; Jack, do it again...
Wheel turning 'round and 'round.
Wheel keep turning
You go back, Jack, do it again.
Well you know she's no high climber, then you find, your only friend
In a room with your two timer, and 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, Jack, do it again.
Wheel turning 'round and 'round.
Wheel keep turning
You go back, Jack, do it again.
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 make you money, so you hide them when you're able
But In the land of milk and honey you must put them on the table
You go back, Jack, do... it again.
Wheel turning 'round and 'round.
Wheel keep turning
You go back, Jack, do it again.
Get on back, jack do it again ()
do it again
