Chords for Grateful Dead - Truckin

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[B] Oh, _ _ _ that's it in line, [A] just keep truckin'.
Oh, [E] oh, oh, oh.
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_ _ Arabs with me in a flashing Marquis on a mainstream.
_ Chicago, New York, Detroit, and it's all on the same stream.
_ They're typical San Francisco people,
they be involved in a typical bedroom.
_ _ Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.
_ _ Dallas, _ got a software [A] machine.
_ Houston, close to New Orleans.
[B] New York, got the ways and [A] means,
just won't let you _ leave.
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_ Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love.
_ Most of the time they shouldn't have minded home.
_ One of these days, they know they gotta get going.
_ Out of the door and down to the street all alone.
_ You're truckin' like a do-dumb [A] man.
Once told me you got to pay your fare.
[B] _ Sometimes the car ain't worth a [A] dime if you don't pay your fare. _
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_ [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on me.
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Other times [D] I can barely [A] see.
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_ [F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Lately it [B] occurs [F#] to me. _ _
_ _ [A] What a _ _ long spaceship [E] it's been. _ _ _ _
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_ _ What in the world ever became the sweet thing?
She lost her father, you know she isn't the same.
_ _ Living on red vitamin C and cocaine.
_ [A#] _ [E] All a friend can [D] say is ain't it a shame?
[E] _ _ _ Working up the buffer, no [A] real thinking.
You got the mellow slow, [B] it takes time.
You pick a place to go, [A] just keep truckin' home, home, [E] home. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Sitting and staring out of the hotel window.
_ 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 [B] come in.
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_ _ Busted down on Bourbon Street.
[A] Set up like a plumbing [B] pin.
Knocked [G#m] down, you get to where it [A] ends.
It's just home as you feel. _ _
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You're sick of hanging around, you like to travel. _
Tired of traveling, you want to settle down. _ _
I guess I can't refocus all the time.
Get in the car, lie down and look all around.
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Sometimes the light's all shining on me.
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ Other [D] times I can [A] barely _ _ [G] see. _
_ _ [D] Maybe _ [Bm] it occurs [C#] to _ [F#] me. _ _ _
[A] What a _ _ _ long, strange trip [E] it's _ _ been. _ _ _
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_ Truckin', I'm going _ home.
Whoa, [A] whoa, baby, that's where I belong.
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Black rose, down at my prom.
[A] Get that truck in my car, [E] I'm going home. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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