Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Café

She was only a in a highway caf
Poured coffee from until dawn
But she was heart broken twenty four a day
For she for her trucker who'd gone

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
She'd sing a gleam in her eye
The headlights burning
The big wheels were
Her sweetheart would bye and bye

park his great semi off Route Sixty Four
She'd blush a sweet little sigh
For at half past he'd walk in the door
And he'd order a beef on rye

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
She'd sing with a in her eye
The was blaring
His soft eyes staring
The corned beef would bye and bye

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

And the hours passed by as the trucks passed by
Out on the
And then two highway patrolmen came into the place
Shook the rain from their and as the poor girl
Brought their coffee, she overheard the words that they said

"Oh Curly, did you see old diesel flattened out
Like your damn up by the predicament tonight?"
"Well, d'you know, he jack knifed son of a bitch
Slicker owl shit"

"[Incomprehensible] here, honey"
"Hey man, you don't that he had a little ol' hog
Waiting on him down the somewhere, do you?"
"Oh, hell, Curly, don't you know that them they got
To take out a little filly at every, every caf here to Las Cruces"

Now there is a small truck on Route Sixty Four
If you happen to be by
But there's a trucker who never stops in
And a waitress who wished she why

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
She sings 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 with a tear in her eye
And as her eyes are glistening
There's who's listening
In highway caf in the sky

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