Back on My Stompin’ Ground (live on BBC “Sounds of the Seventies” / 1974)

I've been bitten
Lord, I've been stung
I was cornered
I was almost hung

Well, I sure made my getaway
And now I'm back on my stompin' ground

It's been written
Many times it's been sung
Well, it's well learned by the old folks
And unheeded by the young

Well, the grass may be greener
But me, I just dig my stompin' ground
Alright

Well, I hear the river's swollen
The bridge is broken down
Weatherman's heartbroken
But even he can't stop me now

Won't you tell the folks I'm leaving
And I won't be long
Keep the door wide open
And you will hear the train I'm on

I've been bitten
Lordy Lord, I've been stung
That's alright, this mornin'
I'm going back to my stompin' ground

Well, I was drenched by the rain
Almost blinded by the sun
I'm too awake for walkin'
I'm much too tired to run

I just want to dig in my heels
See how it feels when I'm back on my stompin' ground
Oh, yeah

I been jailed
The last week I was sprung
Well, it is in the morning paper
Now they're lookin' all around

But that's alright
They won't catch me in my stompin' ground, oh