Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinúffff92

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

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

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

of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
Most of the time they're sittin' and 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 play hand"
Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you lay'em down,

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

What in the world ever became of 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
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and keep truckin' on.

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

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

You're sick of around and you'd like to travel;
Get of travelin' and you want to settle down.
I guess they can't revoke your for tryin',
Get out of the and light out and look 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 home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on.
Hey now get back home.