《Truckin’ [Live at Convention Hall， San Diego， CA， August 7， 1971]》歌词

[00:00:12] Truckin' got my chips cashed in.

[00:00:15] Keep truckin', like the do-dah man

[00:00:20] Together, more or less in line,

[00:00:23] Just keep truckin' on.

[00:00:35] Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street.

[00:00:39] Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street.

[00:00:43] Your typical city involved in a typical daydream

[00:00:47] Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.

[00:00:51] Dallas, got a soft machine;

[00:00:55] Houston, too close to New Orleans;

[00:00:58] New York's got the ways and means;

[00:01:02] But just won't let you be, oh no.

[00:01:14] Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love,

[00:01:17] Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.

[00:01:21] One of these days they know they better get goin'

[00:01:25] Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

[00:01:29] Truckin', like the do-dah man.

[00:01:33] Once told me "You've got to play your hand"

[00:01:36] Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime,

[00:01:40] If you don't lay'em down,

[00:01:52] Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;

[00:01:59] Other times I can barely see.

[00:02:05] Lately it occurs to me

[00:02:11] What a long, strange trip it's been.

[00:02:23] What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?

[00:02:27] She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same

[00:02:30] Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and coc*ine,

[00:02:34] All a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?"

[00:02:38] Truckin', up to Buffalo.

[00:02:42] Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow

[00:02:46] Takes time, you pick a place to go,

[00:02:49] And just keep truckin' on.

[00:03:01] Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window.

[00:03:05] Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again

[00:03:08] I'd like to get some sleep before I travel,

[00:03:12] But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in.

[00:03:16] Busted, down on Bourbon Street,

[00:03:19] Set up, like a bowlin' pin.

[00:03:23] Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin.

[00:03:27] They just won't let you be

[00:03:38] You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel;

[00:03:42] Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down.

[00:03:46] I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin',

[00:03:49] Get out of the door and light out and look all around.

[00:03:53] Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;

[00:04:00] Other times I can barely see.

[00:04:06] Lately it occurs to me

[00:04:13] What a long, strange trip it's been.

[00:04:24] Truckin', I'm a goin' home.

[00:04:28] Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,

[00:04:32] Back home, sit down and patch my bones,

[00:04:35] And get back truckin' on.