From the recording Wild is the Wind
Lyrics
In the mornin' you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water
And you fire 'til 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
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
But you go back, you go back, wheel turnin' 'round and 'round
You go back, you go back, and you do it again
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
Those 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
But you go back, you go back, wheel turnin' 'round and 'round
You go back, you go back, and you do it again