maggie's dream

Don Williams

Maggieââ?¬â?¢s up each morning at four am
By five at the counter at the diner
Her trucker friends out on the road will soon be stoppin in
As the lights go on at Cafe Carolina

Maggieââ?¬â?¢s been a waitress here most all her life
Thirty years of coffee cups and sore feet
The mountains around Ashville sheââ?¬â?¢s never seen the other side
Closer now to fifty than to forty

Maggieââ?¬â?¢s never had a love
She said sheââ?¬â?¢s never had enough
Time to let a man into her life
Aw but Maggie has a dream
Sheââ?¬â?¢s had since she was seventeen
To find a husband and be a wife

Maggie knows the truckers most by first name
What theyââ?¬â?¢ll have to say and what theyââ?¬â?¢ll order
And they take her in their stories to places far away
And leave her with the dishes, dreams and quarters

And she relies upon the jukebox on the lonely afternoon
When the business starts to slow down she plays the saddest tunes
And she stares off down the highway and she wonders where it goes
Nobody to go home to and itââ?¬â?¢s almost time to close