Back In The Saddle I@m back! I@m back in the saddle again I@m back! I@m back in the saddle again ridin@ into town alone by the light of the moon I@m lookin@ for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon barkeep gimme a drink, that@s when she caught my eye she turned to give me a wink, that@d make a grown man cry I@m back in the saddle again I@m back! I@m back in the saddle again I@m back! Come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun I@m calling all the shots tonight, I@m like a loaded gun peelin@ off my boots and chaps, I@m saddle sore four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more fools@ gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet no tongue@s drier than mine, I@ll come when I get back! I@m back in the saddle again I@m back! I@m back in the saddle again I@m ridin@, I@m loadin@ up my pistol I@m ridin@, I really got a fistful I@m ridin@, I@m shinin@ up my saddle I@m ridin@, this snake is gonna rattle I@m back in the saddle again I@m back! I@m back in the saddle again I@m back! Ridin@ high! Ridin@ high! Ridin@ high! 5nd