Maggie's up each morning at four a.m. By five at the counter at the diner Her trucker friends out on the road will 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 Ashville She's never seen the other side Closer now to fifty than to forty. Maggie's never had a love She said she's never had enough Time to let a man into her life Aw, but Maggie has a dream She's had since she was seventeen To find a husband and be a wife. [Instrumental] 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 leave her with the dishes, dreams and quarters. Maggie's never had a love She said she's never had enough Time to let a man into her life Aw, but Maggie has a dream She's had since she was seventeen To find a husband and be a wife. And 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 Nobody to go home to And it's almost time to close...