Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinúffff92

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

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

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New
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 speak of love,
of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.
One of days they know they better get goin'
Out of the and down on the streets all alone.

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

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

What in the world ever became of sweet
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the
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 slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just truckin' on.

Sittin' and out of the hotel window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in
I'd like to get some 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.
down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just won't let you be, oh no.

You're sick of hangin' around and you'd to travel;
Get tired of 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.

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

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