Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Café

She was only a waitress in a caf
Poured coffee dusk until dawn
But she was heart twenty four hours a day
For she longed for her 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 were
Her would come bye and bye

He'd his great semi off Route Sixty Four
She'd blush with a sweet sigh
For at half eleven he'd walk in the door
And he'd order a corned on rye

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

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

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

"Oh Curly, did you see that old flattened out
Like damn nose up by the predicament tonight?"
"Well, know, he jack knifed 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 down the somewhere, do you?"
"Oh, hell, Curly, don't you know that truckers they got
To take out a little at every, every caf from here to Las Cruces"

Now there is a small truck stop on Route Four
If you to be passing by
But there's a trucker who never 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
There's someone listening
In that caf in the sky

"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 that caf in the sky

"I'll make you the 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