Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinffff92

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

of neon and flashing 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 tomorrow brings.

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too to New Orleans;
New got the ways and means; 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 better get
Out of the door and down on the all alone.

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

Sometimes the light's all on me;
Other I can barely see.
Lately it occurres to me 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. thinkin', you got to mellow slow
Takes time, you a place to go, and just keep truckin' on.

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

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

You're sick of hangin' around and like to travel;
Get tired of travelin' and you 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 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 and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on.
Hey now get back home.