Its too dark
to put the keys
in my ignition,
And the mornin sun is yet
to climb my hood ornament.
But before too long I might
see those flashing red lights
Look out, mama,
cause Im comin home tonight.
Think Ill
roll another number
for the road,
I feel able to get under any load.
Though my feet
arent on the ground,
I been standin on the sound
Of some open-hearted people
goin down.
Im not goin back
to Woodstock for a while,
Though I long to hear
that lonesome hippie smile.
Im a million miles away
from that helicopter day
No, I dont believe
Ill be goin back that way.
Think Ill
roll another number
for the road,
I feel able to get under any load.
Though my feet
arent on the ground,
I been standin on the sound
Of some open-hearted people
goin down.
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