I came back home with a jewel missing out of my crown
Let me inside, put my empty bags on the ground
Open this door, come on, I’m not messing around
I can’t believe I’m standing here, you used to call me proud

Well, believe me, I’ll be gone by the time you get back from work
I just left a few things I don’t want no one to get hurt

Just give me back my hammer, give me back my nail
Give me back my jeans and my J.J.Cale
Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table

You got a good thing going on I wouldn’t wanna take you away
Se la vie, so it goes dirty business or so they say
I know I done you wrong but here we are face to face
Boy, I sure am glad I don’t have to hang around this place

Well, believe me, baby, this ain’t fun or me neither
So get out of my way or I’ll start blasting cat scratch fever

Give me back my hammer, give me back my nail
Give me back my jeans and my J.J.Cale
Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table

I don’t care which way you think the story might have went
I’ve already recollected all the love I wish I had not spent
But baby, you know I paid more than my share of the rent
There ain’t nothing in my heart for you except a big ol’denkt

So try to pin it down, try to tear it up or try to get me gone
I’ll just need a few things for the road that I’ll be on

So give me back my hammer, give me back my nail
Give me back my jeans and my J.J.Cale
Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table

Give me back my hammer, give me back my nail
Give me back my jeans and my J.J.Cale
Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table