Now sometimes at the end of the day   Before I head home I make a stop along the way   Have a couple of drinks and wait for the five O'clock rush to go by      And almost always there's a lady   Oh, and it's so hard when she starts coming on   But I back it on up, turn it around and take it on home      And sometimes I've gotta go out of town   And I'll be gone for a couple of days   And this buddy of mine, let me tell you   He's a hound in the first degree      And almost always there's the ladies   Lord, and it ain't easy, boys, when you're out and all alone   But I back it on up, turn it around and take it on home      I take it on home to my woman who sticks by me   'Cause I believe she'd do the same if she was me   And I would not know where to turn to   Lord, if she was gone, no, I wouldn't      And when I ain't a workin'   No, I don't hang out, I take it on home   I back it on up, turn it around, and take it on home