back to the family

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.