Truckin
By Grateful Dead
Chorus
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Truckin' got my chips cashed in.
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Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
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Together, more or less in line, j
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ust keep truckin' on.
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Verse
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Arrows of neon and f
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lashing marquees out on
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Main Street.
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Chicago, New York, Det
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roit and it's all on
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the same street.
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Your typical city in
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volved in a typical dayd
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ream
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Hang it up an
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d see what tomorrow brin
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gs.
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Chorus
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Dallas, got a soft machine;
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Houston, too close to New Orleans;
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New York's got the ways and means;
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but just won't let you be.
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Verse
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Most of the cats that y
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ou meet on the streets speak of
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true love,
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Most of the time they're
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sittin' and cryin' at ho
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me.
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One of these days they
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know they gotta get goin
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'
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Out of the door and
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down on the streets all
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alone.
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Chorus
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Truckin', like the do-dah man.
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Once told me "You've got to play your hand"
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Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime,
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if you don't lay'em down,
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Bridge
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Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;
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D/F#
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Other times I can barely see
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D/F#
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Lately it oc
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curs to
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me what a
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long, strange trip it's been.
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Verse
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What in the world ever
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became of s
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weet Jane?
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She lost her sparkle, yo
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u know she isn't the sam
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e
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Livin' on reds, vitami
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n C, and cocain
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e,
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All a friend can say
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is "Ain't it a sha
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me?"
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Chorus
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Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been
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thinkin', you got to mellow slow
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Takes time, to pick a place to go, a
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nd just keep truckin' on.
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Verse
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Sittin' and starin' ou
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t of the hotel w
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indow.
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Got a tip they're gonna k
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ick the door in ag
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ain
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I'd like to get some sle
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ep before I
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travel,
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But if you got a warra
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nt, I guess
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you're gonna co
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me in.
Chorus
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Busted, down on Bourbon Street,
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Set up, like a bowlin' pin.
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Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin.
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They just won't let you be.
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Verse
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You're sick of hangin'
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around and you'd like to trave
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l;
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Get tired of travelin' and
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you want to settle down.
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I guess they can't rev
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oke your soul for try
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in',
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Get out of the door an
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d light out and look
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all around.
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Bridge *
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Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;
G
D/F#
A
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Other times I can barely see
G
D/F#
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D
Lately it oc
Bm
curs to
F#
me what a
Amaj7
long, strange trip it's been.
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Chorus
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Truckin', I'm a goin' home.
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Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
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Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and
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get back truckin' on.
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