Truckin’ (Live at Wembley Empire Pool, London, April 8, 1972)

The Grateful Dead - Country, Rock
Truckin’ (Live at Wembley Empire Pool, London, April 8, 1972)
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[Intro] I whoa yeah (Wah yeah), ow Alrighty, we're gonna, we're gonna start this set off once again just like last night with a song that rose straight to the top of the charts in Turlock, California. Now, this was number one, numero uno (Like we did last night). I can't stress that point enough (One, two, three) [Chorus 1] Truckin', got my chips cashed in Keep truckin', like the do-dah man Together, more or less in line Just keep truckin' on [Verse 1] 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 [Chorus 2] Dallas, got a soft machine Houston, too close to New Orleans New York got the ways and means But just won't lеt you be, oh no [Verse 2] Most of the cats you meet on the street spеak of true love Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home One of these days they know they better get goin' Out of the door and down on the street all alone [Chorus 3] 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 [Refrain] 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 3] What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? She's lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same Living on reds and vitamin C and cocaine All her friend can say is "Ain't it a shame" [Chorus 4] Truckin', up to Buffalo I've been thinkin', you got to mellow slow It takes time to pick a place to go And just keep truckin' on [Verse 4] Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window You 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 5] 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 [Verse 5] 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 [Refrain] 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 [Outro] Truckin', I'ma goin' home Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong Back home, sit down and patch my bones To get back truckin' on Hey now, get back truckin' on Hey now, get back truckin' on Hey now, get back truckin' on Wah, get back truckin' on Wah, get back truckin' on Wah, get back truckin' on Wah, get back truckin' on [Instrumental Break] Truckin', I'ma goin' home Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong Back home, sit down and patch my bones To get back truckin' on Hey now, get back truckin' on Hey now, get back truckin' on Hey now, get back truckin' on Wah, get back truckin' on Wah, get back truckin' on Wah, hey Thank you
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Credits
- Writers
- Jerry Garcia
- Robert Hunter
- Phil Lesh
- Bob Weir