Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinúffff92

Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the man
Together, more or less in line, just truckin' on.

Arrows of neon and marquees out on Main Street.
Chicago, New York, and it's all on the same street.
typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what brings.

Dallas, got a soft Houston, too close to New Orleans;
New York's got the ways and means; but just let you be, oh no.

Most of the that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
Most of the they're sittin' and cryin' at home.
One of these they know they better get goin'
Out of the door and on the streets all alone.

Truckin', the do-dah man. Once told me "You've got to play your hand"
Sometimes your cards ain't a dime, if you don't lay'em down,

Sometimes the light's all on me;
Other times I can see.
Lately it to me What a long, strange trip it's been.

What in the world ever of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the
Livin' on reds, C, and cocaine,
All a can say is "Ain't it a shame?"

Truckin', up to Buffalo. thinkin', you got to mellow slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep on.

Sittin' and starin' out of the window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in
I'd to get some sleep before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're come in.

Busted, down on Street, Set up, like a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just let you be, oh no.

You're of hangin' around and you'd like to travel;
Get of travelin' and you want to settle down.
I they can't revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and out and look all around.

the light's all shinin' on me;
Other I can barely see.
Lately it occurres to me What a long, trip it's been.

Truckin', I'm a goin' home. Whoa whoa baby, back I belong,
Back home, sit down and my bones, and get back truckin' on.
Hey now get back home.