Highway Caf Lyrics - Kinky Friedman

(kinky friedman) 

She was only a waitress in a highway cafe 

Poured coffee from dusk until dawn 

But she's heart-broken 24 hours a day 

For she longed for her trucker who'd gone 

"will you make it a corned beef on rye" 

He'd sing with a gleam in her eye 

Oh, the headlights were burning 

And the big wheels were turning 

Her sweetheart would come by and by 

He'd park his great semi off route 64 

She'd blush with a sweet little sigh 

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

And order a corned beef on rye 

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"will you make it a corned beef on rye" 

He'd sing with a gleam in her eye 

The jukebox was blarin' 

His soft eyes were starin' 

And the corned beef would come by and by 

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 

They shook the rain from their hats 

And as the poor girl brought them their coffee 

These were the words that they said 

"hey, curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out 

Like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight? 

"well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit! 

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"i'll have a chilli dog over here, baby. 

"hell, you don't suppose that he had a little ol' hog way down the line somewhere, do you? 

"hey now, curly, don't you know that them damn truckers 

They got to take up a little filly at every cafe from here to las cruces!" 

Now there is a small truck-stop on route 64 

If you happen to be passin' by 

There's a trucker that never stops in anymore 

There's a waitress who wished she knew why 

"oh, make it a 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 cafe in the sky 

"oh, we'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 cafe in the sky