Letra de Truckin - Grateful Dead
Letra de canci�n de Truckin de Grateful Dead 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,
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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.
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,
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/truckin-grateful-dead.php
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.
