MOG

Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love
Out of the door and down on the street all alone
Set up, like a bowlin' pin
I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin'
And just keep truckin' on

Dallas, got a soft machine
If you don't lay 'em down
I been thinkin', you got to mellow slow

Other times I can barely see
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in
Been there get back truckin' on
Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again
Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong

All a friend can say is, "Ain't it a shame?"
Lately it occurs to me
Get back truckin' on
One of these days they know they better be goin'

Busted, down on Bourbon Street
Truckin', up to Buffalo

Houston, too close to New Orleans
What a long, strange trip it's been
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Truckin', like the do-dah man
You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me

Been there get back truckin' on

New York got the ways and means
Once told me, "You've got to play your hand"
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings

Lately it occurs to me
Get back truckin' on

But just won't let you be, oh no
Together, more or less in line just keep truckin' on
Get back truckin' on
Truckin', I'm a goin' home

Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime

Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Been there get back truckin' on
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me
Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home
And get back truckin' on
Other times I can barely see
Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street
Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window
What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
Back home, sit down and patch my bones
What a long, strange trip it's been
Knocked down, it gets to wearin' thin
They just won't let you be, no
Get out of the door and light out and look all around
It takes time, you pick a place to go
Livin' on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine