C.W. McCall
Old Home Filler Up and Keep on Truckin’ Cafe by C.W. McCall
Well interstate eighty we was cuttin' the fog
Just me an' old Sloan, Old Sloan's my dog
We had an eighteen wheeler with a ten on the floor an' a stereo, layin' a strip
Then we spied a sign says eat'n gas now
We decided to whip in an' pick up some chow
At the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up - A lookin' for Mavis
The Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin Café
Now we been every place between here an' South Sioux
An' we've seen us a truck stop waitress or two
But this gal's built like a burlap bag full of wildcats, she's got it together
Well she filled my tank, I says thank you honey
Her name is Mavis, I gave her the money
Old Sloan just set there a watchin' an' waggin' an whooshin'
I says you wait in the truck boy
Well we went inside, she said "what'll it be"
I says a cup of yer best and a number three
She come back with an order to go, an' a quart of hot C, and a bone for Sloan
I said much obliged, old Sloan give a bark
I left her a buck, an' he left his heart
At the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Well Saturday night an' we was truckin' along
Yeah me an' old Sloan was a getting' it on
I said Sloan, I been a thinkin' on-a getting' up my courage and tonight's the night
Well I popped the clutch, gave the tranny a spin
Took the Beebetown ramp, and slid on in
To the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up - It never closes
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Well I got me a stool, took a load off my shoes
Made Mavis an offer that she couldn't refuse
I says how'd ya like to go for a ride with me an' old Sloan, I just had my truck warshed
She allowed as how it sounded like a whole lotta fun
But we was gonna have to wait until the dishes was done
And was it all right with me if she brought along her mother as a chaperone
I said why not...
Well we geared that tranny into super low
And the four of us went to see a picture show
Yeah I took 'em to the drive in theater over by Pisgah, to see True Grit
Saw the late late show, old Sloan hit the sack
And then along about two o'clock I hauled 'em on back
To the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
Eight stools an' a promise...
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin'
Oh the Old Home Filler-up an' Keep On a-Truckin' Café
They got 'em a real nice place there
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