Highway Café (Live)

She was only a waitress in a highway caf

Poured coffee from dusk until dawn

But she was heart broken twenty four hours a day

For she longed for her trucker who'd gone

I'll make you the corned beef on rye

She'd sing with a gleam in her eye

The headlights were burning

The big wheels were turning

Her sweetheart would come bye and bye

He'd park his great semi off Route Sixty Four

She'd blush with a sweet little sigh

For at half past eleven he'd walk in the door

And he'd order a corned beef on rye

I'll make you the corned beef on rye

She'd sing with a gleam in her eye

The jukebox was blaring

His soft eyes were staring

The corned beef would come bye and bye

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

Shook the rain from their hats and as the poor girl

Brought them their coffee she overheard the words that they said

Oh Curly did you see that old diesel flattened out

Like your d**n nose up by the predicament tonight

Well d'you know he jack knifed that son of a b***h

Slicker than owl s**t

Here honey

Hey man you don't suppose that he had a little ol' hog

Waiting on him down the line somewhere do you

Oh hell Curly don't you know that them truckers they got

To take out a little filly at every every caf from here to Las Cruces

Now there is a small truck stop on Route Sixty Four

If you happen to be passing by

But there's a trucker who never stops in anymore

And a waitress who wished she knew why

I'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 caf in the sky

I'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 caf in the sky

I'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 caf in the sky