Sometimes
at the end of the day
'fore I head home
I make a stop along the way
A couple of drinks
Wait for the five o'clock rush
to go by
And almost always
there's a lady
Oh and it's so hard
when she starts comin' on
But I pack it on up
Turn it around
And take it on home
Sometimes
I've gotta go out of town
I'll be gone
for couple of days
And this buddy of mine
He's a hound
in the first degree
And almost always
there's the ladies
And it ain't easy
when you're out and alone
But I pack it on up
Turn it around
And take it on home
I take it on home to the woman
who sticks by me
'Cause I believe she'd do
the same if she was me
And I wouldn't know where
to turn to if she was gone
And when I ain't workin'
I don't hang out
I take it on home
I pack it on up
Turn it around
And take it on home