Grateful Dead - Truckin' - live at the copps coliseum, hamilton, ontario, canada, march 22, 1990 lyrics

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Grateful Dead - Truckin' - live at the copps coliseum, hamilton, ontario, canada, march 22, 1990 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 got the ways and means But just won't let you be Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love But most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home One of these days they know they got to get goin' Out of the door and down on the street all alone Truckin', like the do-dah man Once told me, you got to play your hand Sometimes the 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 c**aine All a friend can say is, ain't it a shame Truckin', up to Buffalo Been thinkin': you got to mellow slow Takes time to 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 gets to wearin' thin They just won't let you be 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