Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Caf

(kinky friedman)

She was only a waitress in a highway
coffee from dusk until dawn
But she's heart-broken 24 a day
For she longed for her who'd gone

"will you it a corned beef on rye"
He'd sing a gleam in her eye
Oh, the headlights burning
And the big were turning
Her sweetheart would by and by

He'd park his great semi off 64
She'd blush with a sweet little
For at half past eleven, walk in the door
And a corned beef on rye

"will you it a corned beef on rye"
sing with a gleam in her eye
The was blarin'
His soft eyes starin'
And the corned beef come by and by

All the remember that night, so they say
She'd said her farewells to 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 trucks by out on the highway
And then two grim highway came into the place
They shook the from their hats
And as the poor girl brought them their
These were the that they said

"hey, curly, did you see that old diesel out
Like your damned nose up by the tonight?

"well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch than owl shit!

"i'll have a chilli dog here, baby.

"hell, you don't suppose he had a little ol' hog way down the line somewhere, do you?

"hey now, curly, don't you that them damn truckers
got to take up a little filly at every cafe from here to las cruces!"

Now there is a small on route 64
If you to be passin' by
There's a trucker never stops in anymore
There's a waitress who wished she why

"oh, make it a corned on rye"
She sings with a in her eye
And as her dark eyes are
There's who's listening
In that cafe in the sky

"oh, we'll make you the corned on rye"
She sings with a in her eye
And as her dark eyes are
There's someone who's
In that cafe in the sky