Dwight Yoakam - Truckin' 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 the same street
Your typical city involved in
A typical daydream
Hang it up to 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
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
To the street all alone

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

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

Hey, 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"

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 bowling 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'
You'd like 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'ma goin' home
Whoa whoa, baby, back where I belong
Back home, sit down and patch my bones
And get back truckin' on