Kinky Friedman

Highway Caf

Kinky Friedman


Kinky Friedman - Highway Caf

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 

"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! 

"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