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.