My telephone wakes me in the morning   Have to get up to answer the call   So I think I'll go back to the family   Where no one can ring me at all      Living this life has its problems   So I think that I'll give it a break   Oh, I'm going back to the family   'Cos I've had about all that I can take      Master's in the counting house   Counting all his money   Sister's sitting by the mirror   She thinks her hair looks funny   And here am I thinking to myself   Just wondering what things to do      I think I enjoyed all my problems   Where I did not get nothing for free   Oh, I'm going back to the family   Doing nothing is bothering me      I'll get a train back to the city   That soft life was getting me down   There's more fun away from the family   Get some action when I pull into town      Everything I do is wrong   What the hell was I thinking?   Phone keeps ringing all day long   I got no time for thinking   And every day has the same old way   Of giving me too much to do