In the mornin you go gunnin'  For the man who stole your water   And you fire till he is done in   But they catch you at the border   And the mourners are all singin'   As they drag you by your feet   But the hangman isn't hangin'   And they put you on the street     (chorus)  You go back, Jack, do it again   Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round   You go back, Jack, do it again     When 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 smilin'   You'll be on your knees tomorrow, yeah     (chorus)    (instrumental)    Now you swear and kick and beg us   That you're not a gamblin' 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   In the land of milk and honey   You must put them on the table, yeah     (chorus)