He was driving home one evening
In his beat up Pontiac When an old lady flagged him down
Her Mercedes had a flat He could see that she was frightened
Standing out there in the snow Til he said I m here to help you ma?am
By the way my name is Joe She said I m from St.
Louis
And I m only passing through I must have 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 sayYou don t owe me a thing
I ve been there too Someone once helped me out
Just the way I m helping 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 s 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 helping 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 about the money
And what the lady s note had said As her husband lay there sleeping
She whispered soft and low Everything s gonna be alright
I love you
Joe |
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