Written by Walter Becker/Donald Fagen

In the mornin' you go gunnin'

For the man who stole your water

And you fire 'till he is done in

But they catch you at the border

And the mourners are all singin'

As they drag you by your feet

But the hangman isn't hangin'

So they put you on the street



Chorus:

You go back, Jack

Do it again

Wheel' turnin' round and 'round

You go back, Jack

Do it again



When you know she's no climber

Then you find your only friend

In a room with your two timer

And you're sure you're near the end

Then you love a little wild one

And she brings you only sorrow

And all the time you know she's smilin'

You'll be the one on your knees tomorrow



Chorus:

Du gehst back, back

Do it again

Wheel's turnin' round and round

Du gehst back, back

Do it again



Now your swear and kick and beg us

That you're not a gambling man

then you find you're back in Vegas

With a handle in your hand

Your black cards can make you money

So you hide them when you're able

In the land of milk and honey

You must put them on the table



You go back, Jack

Do it again

Das Rad Umschliesst den Kreis

Und du gehst back, back

Do it again