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Cafe on the Corner

	作词 : McAnally
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on his face
	There ain't no fields to plow
	No reason to know
	He's just a little out of place
	Well, they say crime don't pay
	But neither does farmin' these days
	And the coffee is cold
	And he's fifty years old
	And he's got to learn to live some other way
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on his face
	There ain't no fields to plow
	He's bussin' tables now
	He's just a little out of place
	And the meek shall inherit the earth
	And the bank shall repossess it
	This job don't pay half what it's worth
	But it's a thankful man that gets it
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on his face
	There ain't no fields to plow
	He's wishin' for one now
	He's just a little out of place
	All these soldiers without wars
	And hometown boys without a home
	Farmers without fields
	Dealers without deals
	And they sit here drinking coffee all alone
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on their face
	There ain't no fields to plow
	They still remember how
	They're just a little out of place

	zuò cí : McAnally
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on his face
	There ain' t no fields to plow
	No reason to know
	He' s just a little out of place
	Well, they say crime don' t pay
	But neither does farmin' these days
	And the coffee is cold
	And he' s fifty years old
	And he' s got to learn to live some other way
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on his face
	There ain' t no fields to plow
	He' s bussin' tables now
	He' s just a little out of place
	And the meek shall inherit the earth
	And the bank shall repossess it
	This job don' t pay half what it' s worth
	But it' s a thankful man that gets it
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on his face
	There ain' t no fields to plow
	He' s wishin' for one now
	He' s just a little out of place
	All these soldiers without wars
	And hometown boys without a home
	Farmers without fields
	Dealers without deals
	And they sit here drinking coffee all alone
	At the cafe down on the corner
	With a lost look on their face
	There ain' t no fields to plow
	They still remember how
	They' re just a little out of place