Back in the Saddle - Live at Market Square Arena, Indianapolis, IN - July 1977

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 looking for ol' Sukie Jones
 She crazy horse saloon, I said
 "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
 Come easy, go easy
 Alright 'til 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
 I'll come when I get back
 I'm back in the saddle again
 I'm back
 I'm back in the saddle again
 I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol
 I'm riding, I truly got a fistful
 I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle
 I'm riding, my snake is gonna rattle
 Well, 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
 Ridin' high
 Get up, get down
 Get up, get down
 Get up
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 Happy birthday, everybody