(Some cadences contain vulgar language. Please read with caution.)

I don't know why I left
But I know I done wrong
And it won't be long
'Til I get on back home
Got a letter in the mail
Join the Army or go to jail
And it won't be long
'Til I get on back home
They put me in a barber chair
Wheeled me 'round, I had no hair
And it won't be long
'Til I get on back home