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