Highway Café Lyrics - Sold American-30th Anniversary - Kinky Friedman

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 

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"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 damn nose up by the predicament tonight?" 

"Well, d'you know, he jack knifed that son of a bitch 

Slicker than owl shit" 

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"[Incomprehensible] 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