Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Betty's Diner, artist - Carrie Newcomer. Album song Regulars And Refugees, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 08.08.2005
Record label: Rounder
Song language: English
Betty's Diner |
Miranda works the late night counter |
In a joint called Betty’s Diner |
Chrome and checkered tablecloths |
One steamy windowpane |
She got the job that shaky fall |
And after hours she’ll write till dawn |
With a nod and smile she serves them all |
Here we are all in one place |
The wants and wounds of the human race |
Despair and hope sit face to face |
When you come in from the cold |
Let her fill your cup with something kind |
Eggs and toast like bread and wine |
She’s heard it all so she don’t mind |
Arthur lets his earl gray steep |
Since April it’s been hard to sleep |
You know they tried most everything |
Yet it took her in the end |
Kevin tests new saxophones |
But swears he’s leaving quality control |
For the Chicago scene, or New Orleans |
Where they still play righteous horns |
Here we are all in one place |
The wants and wounds of the human race |
Despair and hope sit face to face |
When you come in from the cold |
Let her fill your cup with something kind |
Eggs and toast like bread and wine |
She’s heard it all so she don’t mind |
Jack studies here after work |
To get past high school he’s the first |
And his large hands seem just as comfortable |
With a hammer or a pen |
Emma leaned and kissed his cheek |
And when she did his knees got weak |
Miranda smiles at 'em and winks |
Here we are all in one place |
The wants and wounds of the human race |
Despair and hope sit face to face |
When you come in from the cold |
Let her fill your cup with something kind |
Eggs and toast like bread and wine |
She’s heard it all so she don’t mind |
You never know who’ll be your witness |
You never know who grants forgiveness |
Look to heaven or sit with us Deidra bites her lip and frowns |
She works the stop and go downtown |
She’s pretty good at the crossword page |
And she paints her eyes blue black |
Tristan comes along sometimes |
Small for his age and he’s barely five |
But she loves him like a mama lion |
Veda used to drink a lot |
Almost lost it all before she stopped |
Comes in at night with her friend Mike |
Who runs the crisis line |
Michael toured Saigon and back |
Hair the color of smoke and ash |
Their heads are bowed and hands are clasped |
One more storm has passed |
Here we are all in one place |
The wants and wounds of the human race |
Despair and hope sit face to face |
When you come in from the cold |
Let her fill your cup with something kind |
Eggs and toast like bread and wine |
She’s heard it all so she don’t mind |