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.
[chorus] 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.