Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinffff92

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

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

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New
New York's got the ways and means; but just let you be, oh no.

Most of the cast that you meet on the streets of true love,
Most of the time 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. 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 it's been.

What in the world ever became of sweet
She lost her sparkle, you she isn't the same
Livin' on reds, 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 starin' out of the window.
Got a tip gonna kick the door in again
I'd like to get some before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're come in.

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. just 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 guess they revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and light out and all around.

Sometimes the light's all on me;
Other times I can see.
Lately it occurres to me What a long, trip 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 truckin' on.
Hey now get back home.