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In the [Em]mornin you go gunnin', 
For the man who stole your water
[Em]And you fire till he is done-in, 
But they catch you at the border
[Em]And the mourners are all sangin', 
As they drag you by your feet
[Em]But the hangman isn't hangin', 
And they put you on the street

You go [Am7]back, [Bm7]Jack, 
[Cmaj7]do it a[Bm7]gain
[Em]Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round
You go [Am7]back, [Bm7]Jack, 
[Cmaj7]do it a[Bm7]gain
[Em]

When you [Em]know she's no high climber, 
Then you find your only friend
[Em]In a room with your two timer, 
And you're sure you're near the end
[Em]Then you love a little wild-one, 
And she brings you only sorrow
[Em]All the time you know she's smilin', 
You'll be on your knees tomorrow, yeah

You go [Am7]back, [Bm7]Jack, 
[Cmaj7]do it a[Bm7]gain
[Em]Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round
You go [Am7]back, [Bm7]Jack, 
[Cmaj7]do it a[Bm7]gain
[Em]

Now you [Em]swear and kick and beg us, 
That you're not a gamblin' man
[Em]Then you find you're back in Vegas, 
With a handle in your hand
[Em]Your black cards can make you money, 
So you hide them when you're able
[Em]In the land of milk and honey, 
You must put them on the table, yeah

You go [Am7]back, [Bm7]Jack, 
[Cmaj7]do it a[Bm7]gain
[Em]Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round
You go [Am7]back, [Bm7]Jack, 
[Cmaj7]do it a[Bm7]gain

[Em]