Letra de 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.
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.
black jacket and tie, black jacket and tie,
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.
black jacket and tie, black jacket and tie,
black jacket and tie, black jacket and tie.
well, i'm turning again.