Luyện nghe bài hát Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe

(Bill Fries, Davis)

Well, Interstate 80, we was the fog
Just me an' old Sloan (Old my dog)
We had an with ten on the floor and stereo layin' a strip
Now we spied a sign, "Eat Gas Now"
We decided to in and pick up some chow
At the Old Home Filler-Up An' On A-Truckin' Cafe

Oh, the Old Home An' Keep On A-Truckin'
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On (a-lookin' for Mavis)
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin'

Now we've been every place between here and South
And we've seen us a truck-stop or two
But this built like a burlap bag full of bobcats:
She's got it

Well, she filled my I said "Thank you, honey."
Her was Mavis, I gave her the money
Old Sloan just set there, watchin' and and wishin'.
I says, "You in the truck, boy."

Then I inside. She says, "What'll it be?"
I "A cup of your best and a number three."
She come with an order to go and a quart of hot C and a bone for Sloan.
I said, "Much obliged"; old Sloan a bark
I left her a and he left his heart
At the Old Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe

Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On
Oh, the Old Home An' Keep On A-Truckin'
Oh, the Old Home An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe

Well, Saturday night we was truckin'
Yeah, me and old was a-gettin' it on
I said, "Sloan, I've been on a-gettin' up my courage, and tonight's the night"
Well, I popped the clutch, gave the a spin
Took the ramp and slid on in
To the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin'

Oh, the Old Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin'
Oh, the Old Home An' Keep On A-Truckin' (it never closes)
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin'

Well, I got me a stool, took a off my shoes,
Mavis an offer that she couldn't refuse
I says, "How'd ya like to go for a ride with me and old I just had my truck warshed."
She allowed as how it sounded a whole lot of fun
But we was have ta wait until the dishes was done
And was it all right with me if she brought along her mother as a
I said, "Why not?"

Well, we geared tranny into super-low
And the four of us went to see a picture
Yeah, I took 'em to the drive-in the-a-ter over by Pisgah, to see Grit
Saw the late, late show; old hit the sack
And then about two o'clock I hauled 'em all back
To the Old Home Filler-Up An' On A-Truckin' Cafe

Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On
Oh, the Old Home An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe (eight stools and a promise)
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On
Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On
Oh, the Old Home An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe (they got a real nice place there)