Betty's Diner Lyrics - Carrie Newcomer

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 

Deidre 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