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.