Talk about the weather
And the prices of cattle
Your wife's worthless brother
And his brand new saddle
Talk about women
The heart-breakin' kind
And lay it all on the table
Get it off your mind
Down at the Pickup Truck Café
We drink coffee here every day
We sit and talk the morning away
Down at the Pickup Truck Café
'Cross the county line
And out on the very edge of town
You'll never see the sign
Facin' down on the ground
The world's movin' on
The mornin' radio
Twenty years long gone
Nobody knows where they go
Down at the Pickup Truck Café
We drink coffee here every day
We sit and talk the morning away
Down at the Pickup Truck Café
It don't matter what you wear
It don't matter who you are
Cuz most things they don't care
But don't you dare drive a car
Down to the Pickup Truck Café
We drink coffee here every day
We sit and watch the time just fade away
Down at the Pickup Truck Café
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