Trucker’s Paradise

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Del Reeves - Country

Trucker’s Paradise

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There's a place called Trucker's Paradise just south of San Berdoo And the drivers all stop in there for a laugh and a cup or two There's a woman waitin' tables, and I'll tell you boys, she's nice They call her the fallen angel at the Trucker's Paradise She knows about the roads and the overloads, and fillin' out those phoney logs And the story 'bout the time when a tire caught afire and burned up a truckload of hogs If coffee goes up to a dollar a cup, I suppose we'll pay the price Just to be with the fallen angel of Trucker's Paradise No need to ask her what her name is, she won't say But she's better off than most of us in tips and take-home pay She used to be Miss Washington, almost Miss USA Then a big producer from Hollywood led her astray It turned out that he was married, and her heart turned cold as ice And that's why they call her the fallen angel of Trucker's Paradise No need to ask her what her name is, she won't say But she's better off than most of us in tips and take-home pay She used to be Miss Washington, almost Miss USA Then a big producer from Hollywood led her astray It turned out he was married, and her heart turned cold as ice And that's why they call her the fallen angel of Trucker's Paradise And that's why they call her the fallen angel of Trucker's Paradise

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  • Jerry Allison