Truckin’

Opening Riff: E E7 (x4)

Chorus Chords:

Truckin' got my chips cashed in. Keep truckin', like the do-dah man

 

Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin' on.

Verse Chords:

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.

 

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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.

 

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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 gotta get goin'

Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

 

(Chorus Chords)

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,

 

Bridge Chords:

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.

(Verse Chords)

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?"

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Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow

Takes time, to pick a place to go, and just keep truckin' on.

(Verse Chords)

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.

(Chorus Chords)

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.

(Verse Chords)

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.

(Chorus Chords)

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.