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
  `cos 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 I did not 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.