Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Café

She was a waitress in a highway caf
Poured coffee from dusk dawn
But she was heart broken four hours a day
For she longed for her who'd gone

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

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

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

All the drivers 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
And then two grim highway patrolmen into the place
the rain from their hats and as the poor girl
Brought them their coffee, she overheard the words that said

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

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

Now there is a truck stop on Route Sixty Four
If you to be passing by
But there's a trucker who never in anymore
And a who wished she knew why

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She sings with a in her eye
And as her dark eyes are
There's someone listening
In highway caf in the sky

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