Truckin' got my chips in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or in line, just keep truckin' on.
of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street. Chicago, New York, Detroit and all on the same street. Your typical city involved in a typical it up and see what 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 speak of true love, Most of the they're sittin' and cryin' at home. One of these days they they better get goin' Out of the door and on the streets all alone.
Truckin', like the do-dah man. Once told me "You've got to play hand" Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't down,
the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can 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 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 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, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like a pin. Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. just won't let you be, oh no.
You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to Get of travelin' and you want to settle down. I guess they can't revoke your 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 What a long, strange 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.