Jethro Tull - Gold-Tipped Boots, Black Jacket And Tie lyrics

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.