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 girl 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've been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down.
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 girl 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've been standin' on the sound Of some open-hearted people goin' down.
