Verse 1

I'm stuck up here in Truckee

And I got the Truckee blues

It may not be as bad as Portola

But it's pretty bad

But I heard Paul McCartney played in some Truckee dance hall

I thought about my problems

They didn't seem that bad at all

Verse 2

The equipment is all safe

Thanks to your generosity and grace

And I'm gonna get myself a napkin

I'm gonna make myself a plan

And on the very bottom

I wrote you a sweet poem

To tell you that I love you and get you safely home