Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinúffff92

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

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

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

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

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

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

What in the ever 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. Been thinkin', you got to mellow
time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on.

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

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it to wearin' thin. They just won't 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 guess they can't your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and light out and all around.

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

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