Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Highway Cafe , by - Kinky FriedmanRelease date: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Highway Cafe , by - Kinky FriedmanHighway Cafe |
| She was only a waitress in a highway café |
| Poured coffee from dusk until dawn |
| But she’s heart-broken 24 hours a day |
| For she longed for her trucker who’d gone |
| «Will you make it a corned beef on rye» |
| He’d sing with a gleam in her eye |
| Oh, the headlights were burning |
| And the big wheels were turning |
| Her sweetheart would come by and by |
| He’d park his great semi off Route 64 |
| She’d blush with a sweet little sigh |
| For at half past eleven, he’d walk in the door |
| And order a corned beef on rye |
| «Will you make it a corned beef on rye» |
| He’d sing with a gleam in her eye |
| The jukebox was blarin' |
| His soft eyes were starin' |
| And the corned beef would come by and by |
| All the drivers remember that night, so they say |
| She’d said her farewells to them all |
| But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter past twelve |
| Her suitcase still stood in the hall |
| And the hours passed by even as the trucks passed by out on the highway |
| And then two grim Highway Patrolmen came into the place |
| They shook the rain from their hats |
| And as the poor girl brought them their coffee |
| These were the words that they said |
| «Hey, Curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out |
| Like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight? |
| «Well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit! |
| «I'll have a chilli dog over here, baby |
| «Hell, you don’t suppose that he had a little ol' hog way down the line |
| somewhere, do you? |
| «Hey now, Curly, don’t you know that them damn truckers |
| They got to take up a little filly at every café from here to Las Cruces!» |
| Now there is a small truck-stop on Route 64 |
| If you happen to be passin' by |
| There’s a trucker that never stops in anymore |
| There’s a waitress who wished she knew why |
| «Oh, make it a corned beef on rye» |
| She sings with a tear in her eye |
| And as her dark eyes are glistening |
| There’s someone who’s listening |
| In that highway café in the sky |
| «Oh, we’ll make you the corned beef on rye» |
| She sings with a tear in her eye |
| And as her dark eyes are glistening |
| There’s someone who’s listening |
| In that highway café in the sky |
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