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