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
´Cause 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 didn´t I 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