To find a husband and be a wife
Maggie knows the truckers most by first name
Time to let a man into her life
Maggie's never had a love
Maggie's never had a love
An' she relies upon the jukebox on the lonely afternoon
She's had since she was seventeen
And they take her in their stories to places far away
The mountains around Asheville
When the business starts to slow down, she plays the saddest tunes
Who soon be stoppin' in
Thirty years of coffee cups and sore feet
Oh, but Maggie has a dream
To find a husband and be a wife
Oh, but Maggie has a dream
An' her trucker friends are on the road
She's had since she was seventeen
She says, she's never had enough
She says, she's never had enough
She's never seen the other side
As the lights go on at Cafe Carolina
Maggie's been a waitress here most all her life
What they'll have to say and what they'll order
An' closer now to fifty than to forty
Time to let a man into her life
And then leave her with the dishes, dreams and quarters
And she stares off down the highway and she wonders where it goes
