Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinffff92

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

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

Dallas, got a soft machine; Houston, too close to New
New York's got the and means; 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 time they're sittin' and at home.
One of these days know they better get goin'
Out of the door and down on the all alone.

Truckin', like the man. Once told me "You've got to play your hand"
Sometimes your cards 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 Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the
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 pick a place to go, and keep truckin' on.

Sittin' and starin' out of the window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the 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 Street, Set up, like a bowlin' pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. just 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 they revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the and light 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 trip been.

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