Chords for Tom Waits Highway Cafe

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_ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [A#] She _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ was [A#m] only a _ [D#m] waitress in a highway _ _ cafe, poured coffee [F#] from dusk until [C#] dawn. _ _
_ But she's [G#] heartbroken _ _ [C#m] 24 _ [C#] hours a day.
Oh, she _ longed for a [E] trucker who'd [F#] dawn.
_ _ _ Will you make it a corned beef on rice?
_ _ _ He'd sing with [B] a gleam in her [C#] eyes.
_ _ _ [G#m] All the headlights were burning _ [C#m] _ _ and [B] the big wheels were turning. _ _ _
Her sweetheart would come [G#m] _
[F#] by and by. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D#m] He'd park his great [F#] semi on Route 64.
_ _ She'd brush with a sweet [D#] little [G#m] sigh. _ _
_ Oh, [E] at half past [C#] eleven _ [E] he'd walk in the door. _
And [C#m] order [B] a corned [A#m] beef on [B] rice.
[F#] _ _ _ Will you make it a [C#] corned beef on [F#]
rice?
_ _ _ [C#] He'd [F#] sing with a gleam in her [G#m] eyes. _
_ [B] _ Oh, the _ [C#m] jukebox would blare and _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[B] the soft eyes would stare. _
_ _ _ _ _ And the corned beef would come [F#] by and by. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ All the [D#] drivers [F#] remember _ that night, so they'd say.
He'd send her _ _ farewells to them _ [C#] all. _ _
But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter _ past twelve,
her suitcase [C#m] still stood in the [F#] _ _
halls.
[B] _ And the hours that passed by, [C#] _ even as the trucks passed by [D#m] on the highway,
[C#] _ _ two grim [B] highway [C#m] patrolmen came into the place. _
And [D] they shook the rain from [C#] their hats, _
and as the poor girl [C#m] brought them their coffee,
_ these were the [B] words that they said.
[F#] _
_ _ _ _ [B] Hey, Curly, _
[D#m] did you see that [D] old Diesel flattened out [F#] like a damn [G#] nose up out of a predicament [C#] tonight? _
_ [F#] _ [B] Yeah, he [E] jacked out that sumbitch Snickerdy now and [C#] shit. _
Huh?
_ _ _ [D] I'll have a chili dog over here, [C#] baby. _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah, well, you don't suppose you had [D#] him a little [B] hard way down the line there, do you?
_ Hell, [A#] Curly, you know them [D#] damn truckers, they [A] got a little Philly in every cafe [D#m] from here to Moschus.
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_ _ Now, [F#] there is [D#m] a small [F#] truck stop off Route _ 64. _
If you [D#m] happen to be passing _ [G#m] by,
[C#] _ _ _ there's a trucker that never stops [G#m] in anymore.
_ _ [C#] There's a waitress that wishes she knew [B] _ _
why.
_ [F#] Oh, make it a call me, call me right. _ _ _
_ He sings with a tear in her [C#m] eye.
_ _ And her dark eyes are [C#] glistening _ _ _ _ [D#] as someone [B] is listening
_ _ _ _ _ _ in that highway _ [G#m] cafe in [F#] the sky. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ Oh, [A#m] make _ [F#]
it [E] a call me, call me right. _
[F#] _ _ _ He sings with [D#m] a tear in her [C#m] eye. _ _ _
And her [G#m] dark eyes are glistening as someone [B] is listening _ _
_ in that highway [G#] cafe _ in [F#] the sky. _ _ _ _
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