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

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

Well, it's been written,
Many, 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 want my stompin' ground

Yeah

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,
Lord I've been stung
Well that's alright I'm going back,
To my old stompin' ground

Drenched by the rain,
Almost blinded by the sun
I'm too awake for walkin',
But I'm much too tired to run

I just want to let my feet sink,
Deep in my stompin' ground

Well, I been jailed,
Last week I was sprung
Well, it's in the morning paper,
I've been lookin' all around

Well, I'm just gonna dig in my heels,
See how it feels
I'm going back to my stompin' ground
My old stompin' ground, let's go