Learn "TRUCKIN'" by Grateful Dead on Piano

(E)Truck in’, got my chips cashed in. Keep (A)truck in’, like the doo dah man. To (B)geth er, more or less in line, (A)just keep truck in’ on. (E)Ar rows of ne on and flash ing mar quees out on Main Street. Chi ca go, New York, De troit and it’s all on the same street. Your typ i cal cit y in volved in a typ i cal day dream. out of Hang the it up and see what to mor row brings. lone. Dal las got a soft ma chine. Been (A)Hous ton, too close to New Or leans. (B)New York the got the ways and means, and (A)just won’t let you be. (E)Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love. She Most of the time, they’re sit tin’ and cry in’ at home. street. Your One of these days, y in they know they got ta get go in’, out of All the a door and down to the street all a shame?” Truck in’, like the doo dah man Been (A)once told me, “Got ta play your hand. (B)Some times you cards ain’t worth a dime if (A)you don’t lay ’em down.” (A)Some times the light’s all shin in’ on me, Oth er times I can (D)bare ly (A)see. (D)Late ly, it oc (F#m)curs to (F#)me what a (Amaj7)long, strange trip it’s been. (E)Sit tin’ and star in’ out of the ho tel win dow. Got a tip they’re gon na kick the door in a gain. I’d like to get some sleep be fore I trav el, but if you got a war rant, I guess you’re gon na come in. Bust ed down on Bour bon Street. (A)Set up like a bowl in’ pin. (B)Knocked down, it gets to wear in’ thin. They (A)just won’t let you be. You’re sick of hang in’ a round; you’d like to trav el. Get ti red of trav el in’, you want to set tle down. I guess they can’t re voke your soul for try in’. Get out of the door, light out and look all a round. (A)Some times the light’s all shin in’ on me. Oth er times I can (D)bare ly (A)see. (D)Late ly, it oc (F#m)curs to (F#)me what a (Amaj7)long, strange trip it’s been. Truck in’, I’m a go in’ home, (A)whoa, whoa, ba by, back where I be long. (B)Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and (A)get back truck in’ on.