It's 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 I'm comin' home tonight.



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Think I'll roll another number for the road,

I feel able to get under any load.

Though my feet aren't on the ground, I been standin' on the sound

Of some open hearted people goin' down.



I'm not goin' back to Woodstock for a while,

Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile.

I'm a million miles away from that helicopter day;

No, I don't believe I'll be goin' back that way.



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