Maggie's Dream

Maggie's up each mornin' at four a.m. By five behind the counter at the diner An' her trucker friends are on the road Who soon be stoppin' in As the lights go on at Cafe Carolina Maggie's been a waitress here most all her life Thirty years of coffee cups and sore feet The mountains around Asheville She's never seen the other side An' closer now to fifty than to forty Maggie's never had a love She says, she's never had enough Time to let a man into her life Oh, but Maggie has a dream She's had since she was seventeen To find a husband and be a wife Maggie knows the truckers most by first name What they'll have to say and what they'll order And they take her in their stories to places far away And then leave her with the dishes, dreams and quarters Maggie's never had a love She says, she's never had enough Time to let a man into her life Oh, but Maggie has a dream She's had since she was seventeen To find a husband and be a wife An' 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 But nobody to go home to and it's almost time to close