(Kinky Friedman)
She was only a waitress in a caf Poured coffee dusk until dawn But she was heart broken twenty-four a day For she longed for her who'd gone. "I'll make you the beef on rye" sing with a gleam in her eye. The headlights burning, The big wheels turning, Her sweetheart come bye and bye.
he'd park his great semi off Route 64 She'd blush with a sweet sigh, For at half past eleven he'd walk in the And he'd order her corned on rye.
"I'll make you the corned on rye" She'd sing a gleam in her eye. The was blarin'; His soft were starin', The corned beef would bye and bye.
All the remember that night, so they say, She'd her farewells to them all, But when the on the clock reached a quarter past twelve Her suitcase still in the hall.
And the hours passed by even as the passed by out on the highway And then two grim Patrolmen came into the place, Shook the rain from their and as the poor girl Brought them coffee, she overheard the words that they said.
"Oh Curly, did you see that old flattened out like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight ?"
"Well, know, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit!"
"Now gimme a little joe 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 they got to take up a little filly at 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 is a small truck-stop on Route 64 If you happen to be by, But there's a who never stops in anymore And a waitress who she knew why.
"I'll you the corned beef on rye" She sings a tear in her eye. And as her dark are glistening someone who's listening In that caf in the sky.
"I'll make you the corned on rye" She with a tear in her eye. And as her dark eyes are There's someone 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 beef on rye" ...