Back To The Family   





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 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 wond'ring 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 is 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.