Gold Tipped Boots, Black Jacket And Tie Songtext / Lyric

I'm banered and bruised.

i got lines i can't use.

my head won't deliver.

well, i'm sold down the river.

but i'm turning again.

yes, 'n' i'm turning again.

well, i'm turning again.

and i'm turning again.

wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.

black jacket and tie.

Well, i've been second to none:

this horse was ready to run.

now i'm has-been and used:

disarmed and de-fused

but i'm turning again.

and i'm turning again.

yes, 'n' i'm turning again.

i'm turning again.

wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.

black jacket and tie, black jacket and tie,

black jacket and tie.

I'm egg over-easy

and i'm washing-up squeezy.

appliance for sale:

fat wind in my sail

and i'm turning again.

yes, 'n' i'm turning again.

well, i'm turning again.

yes, 'n' i'm turning again.

wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.

black jacket and tie, black jacket and tie,

black jacket and tie, black jacket and tie.

well, i'm turning again.