Truckin

Truckingot my chips cashed in.Keep truckin,like the do-dah man
Together,more or less in line,just keep truckinon.
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street.
Chicago,New York,Detroit and its all on the same street.
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.
Dallas,got a soft machine;Houston,too close to New Orleans;
New Yorks got the ways and means;but just wont let you be,oh no.
Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
Most of the time theyre sittinand cryinat home.
One of these days they know they better get goin
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.
Truckin,like the do-dah man.Once told me ';Youve got to play your hand';
Sometimes your cards aint worth a dime,if you dont layem down,
Sometimes the lights all shininon me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me What a long,strange trip its been.
What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle,you know she isnt the same
Livinon reds,vitamin C,and *** ****,
All a friend can say is ';Aint it a shame?';
Truckin,up to Buffalo.Been thinkin,you got to mellow slow
Takes time,you pick a place to go,and just keep truckin'on.
Sittinand starinout of the hotel window.
Got a tip theyre gonna kick the door in again
Id like to get some sleep before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess youre gonna come in.
Busted,down on Bourbon Street,Set up,like a bowlinpin.
Knocked down,it gets to wearinthin.They just wont let you be,oh no.
Youre sick of hanginaround and youd like to travel;
Get tired of travelinand you want to settle down.
I guess they cant revoke your soul for tryin,
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.
Sometimes the lights all shininon me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me What a long,strange trip its been.
Truckin,Im a goinhome.Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home,sit down and patch my bones,and get back truckinon.
Hey now get back truckinhome.