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Truckin' got my chips in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just 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 means; but just 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 better get
Out of the door and on the streets 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;
times I can barely see.
Lately it occurres to me What a long, trip it's been.

What in the world ever became of sweet
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. Been thinkin', you got to slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep on.

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

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

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

the light's 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 baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit and patch my bones, and get back truckin' on.
Hey now get truckin' home.