Luyện nghe bài hát Truckinffff92

Truckin' got my chips cashed in. truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep on.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like a pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin. They just let you be, oh no.

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

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

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