| The scene was a small roadside cafe
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| The waitress was sweeping the floor
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| Two truck-drivers drinking their coffee
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| And two okie-kids by the door
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| How much are them candies, they asked her
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| How much have you got, she replied
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| We have only a penny between us
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| Them’s two for a penny, she lied
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| And the daylight grew heavy with thunder
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| And the smell of the rain on the wind
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| Isn’t it just like a human
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| Here comes that rainbow again
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| One truck driver called to the waitress
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| After the kids went outside
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| Them candies are not two for a penny
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| So what’s it to you, she replied
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| In silence they finished their coffee
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| Got up and nodded goodbye
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| She called, hey, you left too much money
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| So what’s it to you, they replied |