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    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 cats 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.

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