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

(Bill Fries, Davis)

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

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

Now been every place between here and South Sioux
And we've seen us a waitress or two
But this built like a burlap bag full of bobcats:
got it to-gether

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I got me a stool, took a off my shoes,
Made Mavis an offer that she couldn't
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 like a lot of fun
But we was gonna have ta wait until the dishes was
And was it all right with me if she brought her mother as a chaperone?
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 by Pisgah, to see True Grit
Saw the late, late show; old hit the sack
And then along about two o'clock I hauled 'em all
To the Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin'

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