Back on My Stomping Ground (After Hours) (Live)

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