Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinffff92

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

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

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

Truckin', like the do-dah man. 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 all shinin' on me;
times I can barely see.
Lately it occurres to me What a long, strange it's been.

What in the ever became of sweet Jane?
She her sparkle, you know 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. thinkin', you got to mellow slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just truckin' on.

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

You're sick of hangin' and you'd like to travel;
Get tired of travelin' and you want to down.
I guess can't revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and out and look all around.

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

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