I’m Hangin Up My Rifle by Bobby Bare Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm a-hangin' up my rifle, war suit and all
Goin' back to Memphis where they're havin' 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

[Verse 2]
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 Same can use you
Take your Kookie comb

[Verse 3]
Bandstands in Hollywood is the places I go
I knock 'em out with every rock and roll show
Keep it swingin', I'm travellin' light
Make like Palladin on a Saturday Night
Have guitar, will travel
Have wiggle, will a-wiggle
Yeah, dig
[Verse 4]
All the cats are thinkin' I got it made
Standin' tall upon the Hit Parade
Countin' my money and on my Cadillac
Lovin' the girls and payin' income tax
Oh, Holy Mackeral
Look at the goodies

[Outro]
Here I am, girls
Yeah, come and get me
Come help