This song can be found on: Clay Walker Live, Laugh, Love |
He was drivin' home one evenin' In his beat up Pontiac When an old lady flagged him down Her Mercedez had a flat He could see that she was frightened, Standin' out there in the snow Til he said I'm here to help you ma'am, By the way, my name's Joe She said I'm from St. Louis And I'm only passin' through I must've seen a hundred cars go by This is awful nice of you When he changed the tire and closed her trunk And was about to drive away She said how much do I owe you; Here's what he had to say You don't owe me a thing; I've been there too And someone once helped me out Just the way I'm helpin' you If you really want to pay me back Here's what you do Don't let the chain of love end with you Well a few miles down the road The lady saw a small cafe She went in to grab a bite to eat And then be on her way But she couldn't help but notice How the waitress smiled so sweet And how she must've been eight months along and Dead on her feet And though she didn't know her story And she probably never will When the waitress went to get her change From a hundred dollar bill The lady slipped right out the door And on a napkin left a note There were tears in the waitress' eyes When she read what she wrote You don't owe me a thing; I've been there too Someone once helped me out Just the way I'm helpin' you If you really want to pay me back Here's what you do Don't let the chain of love end with you That night when she got home from work The waitress climbed into bed She was thinkin' 'bout the money And what the lady's note had said As her husband lay there sleepin' She whispered soft and low Everything's gonna be alright; I love you, Joe |
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