I`m back!
I`m back in the saddle again
I`m back!
I`m back in the saddle again

ridin` into town alone by the light of the moon
I`m lookin` for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse
 saloon
barkeep gimme a drink, that`s when she caught my
 eye
she turned to give me a wink, that`d make a grown
 man cry

I`m back in the saddle again
I`m back!
I`m back in the saddle again
I`m back! [bad word] easy, go easy, all right until the rising
 sun
I`m calling all the shots tonight, I`m like a
 loaded gun
peelin` off my boots and chaps, I`m saddle sore
four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for
 more
fools` gold out of their mines, the girls are
 soaking wet
no tongue`s drier than mine, [bad word] when I get
 back!

I`m back in the saddle again
I`m back!
I`m back in the saddle again
I`m ridin`, I`m loadin` up my pistol
I`m ridin`, I really got a fistful
I`m ridin`, I`m shinin` up my saddle
I`m ridin`, this snake is gonna rattle
I`m back in the saddle again
I`m back!
I`m back in the saddle again
I`m back!
ridin` high!
ridin` high!
ridin` high! already!