Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinúffff92

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

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

Dallas, got a soft Houston, too close to New Orleans;
New York's got the and means; but just won't let you be, oh no.

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

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

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

What in the world became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you she isn't the same
on reds, vitamin 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 out of the hotel window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in
I'd like to get some sleep I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess gonna come in.

Busted, down on Street, Set up, like a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. just won't let you be, oh no.

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

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

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