Posts Tagged ‘Cafes’

Out There West of Here

a kid named Frank stole a boxcar ride / destination Bangor, Maine

the train took a siding and the hungover brakeman / threw Frank off in the rain

Frank cut across a cornfield / to a cafe with a blue neon light

Johnny Cash was singing on the jukebox / some other plans fell apart that night

a train whistle blows / out there west of here

how’s it goin’ ┬áthere Betty / I’ll have a bottle of beer

now me and Betty was almost goin’ steady / ’til that night Frank walked in

I was the flat-top rookie deputy / shoulda run him out of town there and then

‘cuz Frank sat down and smiled at Betty / dragon tattoo on his arm

Betty left me sittin’ with an empty coffee cup / when Frank turned on the charm

a train whistle blows / out there west of here

I’ll have a cheeseburger Betty / and another bottle of beer

well, to make a long story short / Frank and Betty own the cafe

they saved their money and bought the place / Frank’s cookin’ will kill me someday

their kids are grown and doin’ fine / except for Daryl and his weird haircut

“goodnight sheriff,” Frank hollers at me / as he slaps old Betty on the butt

a train whistle blows / out there west of here

I’ve never seen the ocean / guess I’ll drive out there this year

a kid named Frank stole a boxcar ride / destination Bangor, Maine

the train took a siding and the hungover brakeman / threw Frank off in the rain

copyright – G.A. Miller

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