Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Café

(Kinky Friedman)

She was only a in a highway caf
Poured coffee dusk until dawn
But she was broken twenty-four hours a day
For she longed for her trucker gone.
"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
sing with a gleam in her eye.
The were burning,
The big wheels turning,
Her would come bye and bye.

When he'd park his great off Route 64
She'd blush a sweet little sigh,
For at half past he'd walk in the door
And he'd order her beef on rye.

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She'd sing with a in her eye.
The was blarin';
His eyes were starin',
The corned would come bye and bye.

All the drivers that night, so they say,
She'd said her to them all,
But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter twelve
Her suitcase stood in the hall.

And the passed by even as the trucks passed by out on the highway
And then two grim Highway came into the place,
Shook the rain from their hats and as the poor
Brought them their coffee, she the words that they said.

"Oh Curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out like your damned nose up by the predicament ?"

"Well, d'you know, he jack-knifed son of a bitch slicker than owl shit!"

"Now gimme a joe over here, honey."

"Hey man, you don't suppose that he had a ol' hog waitin' on down the line somewhere, do you ?"

"Oh, oh, oh, hell, Curly, don't you know that them truckers got to take up a little filly at every, every caf from here to Las Cruces!

"Eh, eh. Yeah, they! Ah ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah ah .."

"Ah ah ah ah ah, he he he he he ..."

Now there is a small on Route 64
If you to be passin' by,
But there's a trucker who stops in anymore
And a waitress who she knew why.

"I'll make you the beef on rye"
She sings with a in her eye.
And as her dark are glistening
someone who's listening
In highway caf in the sky.

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She with a tear in her eye.
And as her dark eyes are
someone who's listening
In that caf in the sky.

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
She sings a tear in her eye.
And as her dark eyes are
There's someone who's
In that caf in the sky.

"I'll make you the corned on rye" ...