D/Dave Dudley/Listen Betty (I'm Singing Your Song)
A friend and I made one shot run to Knoxville one day We got the apple pie and coffee hungries on the way We pulled into a little truckstop just outside of town Pretty soon the waitress came around She said my name is Betty and I'd know you anywhere I'd like to have a minute of your time if you don't care Would you sing a song about me and the waitresses you've met About the broken promises we get Now listen Betty I'm singing your song about the drivers that have done you wrong All I wanna do is lay the blame where it belongs listen Betty I'm singing your song [ piano ] There's a broken heart for every truckstop on the right There's a lonesome driver for each passing set of lights Now I can't tell you how to love or tell you how to live all I can do is tell it like it is There's a million waitresses all up and down the line I've seen some that were laughin' and I've seen some that were cryin' I've left some that were happy and I've left some that were blue If you're a waitress here's a song for you Now listen Betty... [ piano ] The highway is a part of hell that never caught on fire The driver is the kinda man that devil wouldn't hire That's what you're sayin' Betty but you can't stand the heat Quit that job and let those drivers be Now listen Betty... Now listen Betty...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
