Gold‐Tipped Boots, Black Jacket and Tie Songtext
von Jethro Tull

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.