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Artist:Grateful Dead
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Album:The Best Of The Grateful Dead
Track:Truckin
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in
line, just keep truckin' on.

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

Dallas, got
a soft machine; Houston, too close to New Orleans;
New York's got the ways and means; but just
won't let you be, oh no.

Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true
love,
Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.
One of these days they know
they better get goin'
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

Truckin',
like the do-dah man. Once told me "You've got to play your hand"
Sometimes your cards ain't
worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down,

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

What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know
she isn't the same
Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine,
All a friend can say is "Ain't
it a shame?"

Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow
Takes
time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on.

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

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

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

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

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