Chords for Grateful Dead Truckin' Live 1972

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Chugging, _ up a chip square [A] shim, keep chugging.
_ Life that you don't plan [B] _
together, for less in [A] life,
just keep chugging.
Whoa, [E] whoa, whoa, whoa. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ You're down on New York, you're going to Long Beach.
_ In the little city, you're going to the typical daydream.
_ [A] _ [E]
And up the street, you're going to the mall. _ _ _ _
Alice, got a soft [A] machine.
In Houston, she grows new old [B] leaves.
In New York, got the way of the man.
[A] _
Just hope that you'll be _ _ [E] home.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Don't let the cat chew you, you'll be sleeping in the mud.
_ Once the fire is out, you're dying of cold.
_ _ One of these days, you know they better be gone.
_ Out of the door, now I'm a street [E] aloner. _ _
Chugging, life that you don't plan,
[A] what's told you, you've got to play your hand.
[B] _
Sometimes, _ nothing's worth the time,
[A] if you don't play your hand.
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_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ Sometimes the lights go on shining on me.
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_ [A] _ _ _ Other times, [D] I can barely [A] see.
[G] Maybe _ [F#] _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ _ it [Bm] [F#] appears to be,
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[A] but our _ heart's strange [E] if it's been. _ _ _ _ _ _
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What in the world ever became the secret? _
She lost her sloppers and her shit,
_ living _ on records and vinyls and seeing poor things.
[A] _ [E]
All her friends were [B] crazy and ashamed.
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_ _ Dr.
Buffalo, [A] feel it taking.
_ Dr.
Mello, slow [B]
it takes time
to pick a place to [A] go, because it's deep turkey.
Oh, oh, [E] oh, oh. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Sitting and staring out of the hotel window.
_ I pick on the people talking in the corner.
_ I like to kiss the people I grab up.
Whatever you're gonna want, I can see it coming. _ _ _ _ _
Busted down a lovely street.
[A] Set up, not the only thing.
[B] _
Knocked out, that's the worrying [A] thing.
It just won't let you be.
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_ _ _ _ _ You think of hanging around, then you wanna travel.
_ You're tired of traveling, you wanna settle down.
_ I guess they can't fuck you, so I [B] try.
_ [E] Get out of the bar and look around.
_ _ [A] _ Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me.
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[A] _ _ _ Other times I can barely [G] see.
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[D] _ Maybe [Bm] it occurs [F#] to _ me.
_ _ _ _ [A] But love's _ _ strange to [E] confess.
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_ I'm going home.
[A] _
Oh, baby, back where I [B] belong.
Back home, down to back to my [A] bum.
Getting back, chugging on.
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_ _ Need not get back, chugging on.
_ _ Need not get back, chugging on. _
_ _ Need not get _ _ _ _ _ _ back, chugging on.
Need _ _ not get back, chugging on. _
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