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! already!