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(Kinky Friedman)

She was only a in a highway caf
Poured coffee from dusk dawn
But she was heart broken twenty-four a day
For she for her trucker who'd gone.
"I'll make you the beef on rye"
She'd sing with a in her eye.
The headlights burning,
The big wheels turning,
Her would come bye and bye.

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

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She'd with a gleam in her eye.
The jukebox was
His soft were starin',
The corned beef would bye and bye.

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

And the hours passed by even as the passed by out on the highway
And two grim Highway Patrolmen came into the place,
Shook the rain from their and as the poor girl
Brought them their coffee, she overheard the words they said.

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

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

"Now gimme a little joe here, honey."

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

"Oh, oh, oh, hell, Curly, don't you know that truckers they 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 truck-stop on Route 64
If you happen to be by,
But a trucker 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 eyes are glistening
There's 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 eyes are glistening
There's someone listening
In highway 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 beef on rye" ...