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.


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.

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.