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.