Bobby Bare
"I'm Hanging Up My Rifle" lyrics

I'm Hanging Up My Rifle

I'm a hanging up my rifle
War suit and all
Going back to Memphis
Where they're having a ball
Tell all the chicks
Uh, here I am
Like, later, big Uncle Sam
I want my guitar back
My hair, sideburns and Cadillac

Well, on the day I make
That all-American scene
It's gonna be like a Battle of New Orleans
Walk right in
Just like a big herd of cattle
Say: "Alright, tiger
Out of the saddle
That's mine, Cap
Yeah, Uncle Sam can use you
Take your Kookie comb"

Bandstands in Hollywood is the places I go
I knock them out with every rock and roll show
Keep it swinging
I'm travelling light
Make like Palladin on a Saturday Night
Have a guitar, will travel
Have wiggle, will a-wiggle
Yeah, dig

All the cats
Are thinking I got it made
Standing tall upon the hit parade
Counting my money and on my Cadillac
Loving the girls and paying income tax

Oh, Holy Mackeral
Look at the goodies
Here I am, girls
Yeah, come and get me
Come help