Jehtro Tull

Gold-Tipped Boots, Black Jacket And Tie



I"m banered and bruised. I got lines I can"t use.
My head won"t deliver. Well, I"m sold down the river.
But I"m turning again.
Yes, `n" I"m turning again.
Well, I"m turning again.
And I"m turning again.
Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.

Well, I"ve been second to none:
this horse was ready to run.
Now I"m has-been and used:
disarmed and de-fused
but I"m turning again.
And I"m turning again.
Yes, `n" I"m turning again.
I"m turning again.
Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.

I"m egg over-easy
and I"m washing-up squeezy.
Appliance for sale:
fat wind in my sail
and I"m turning again.
Yes, `n" I"m turning again.
Well, I"m turning again.
Yes, `n" I"m turning again.
Wearing gold-tipped boots, black jacket and tie.
Well, I"m turning again.