Old Home Filler-Up & Keep on Truckin Cafe versuri

Old Home Filler-Up & Keep on Truckin Cafe lyrics by Lee Conway

Well, Interstate 80, we was cuttin’ the fog
Just me and Ol’ Sloan (Ol’ Sloan’s my dog)
We had an eighteen-wheeler with ten on the floor and a stereo
Layin’ a strip
And we spotted a sign, said, Eat-Gas-Now
We decided to whip in and pick up some chow
At the Old Home Filler-up Keep on a-Truckin’ Cafe

Oh, the Old Home Filler-up and Keep on a-Truckin’ (I’m lookin’ for Mavis)
Old Home Filler-up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-up and Keep on a-Truckin’ Cafe

Now, I’ve been every place ‘tween here and South Sioux
We’ve seen us a truck stop waitress or two
But this girl’s built like a burlap bag full of bobcats
Well, shе filled up my tank; I said, Thank you, honey
Name was Mavis, I gavе her the money
Ol’ Sloan just sat there, watchin’, waggin’ his tail, and wishin’
I says, You wait in the truck, boy

Then I went inside, and she said, What’ll it be?
I said, A cup of your best and a number 3
And she came back with an order to go and a quart of hot C
And a bone for Sloan
I said, Much obliged, Ol’ Sloan gave a bark
And I left her a buck but he left his heart
At the Old Home Filler-up Keep on Truckin’ Cafe

Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’ Cafe

Well, Saturday night and we was truckin’ along
Yeah, me and Old Sloan was gettin’ it on
I said, Sloan, I’ve been thinkin’, I’m gettin’ up the courage
And tonight’s the night
Well, I popped the clutch, gave tranny a spin
Took the Beebeetown ramp and slid on in
To the Old Home Filler-Up Keep on Truckin’ Cafe

Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’ (It never closes)
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’ Cafe

Well, I got me a stool, took a load off my shoes
Made Mavis an offer that she couldn’t refuse
I said, How’d you like to go for a ride with me and Ol’ Sloan?
I just had my truck washed
She said, Hey, that sounds like a whole lot of fun
But it’s gonna have to wait till these dishes get done
And was it alright if she brought along her mother as a chaperone?
I said, Well, why not

Well, we geared that tranny into super low
Then the four of us went to see a picture show
Yeah, I took ‘em to the drive-in theater The Pisgah, to see True Grit
Saw the late late show, Ol’ Sloan hit the sack
And along about two I hauled ‘em all back
To the Old Home Filler-Up Keep on Truckin’ Cafe

Oh, the Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’ (Eight stools and a promise)
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’ Cafe
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’
Old Home Filler-Up and Keep on a-Truckin’ Cafe
(They got a real nice place there)