Del Reeves - Trucker's Paradise lyrics

There's a place called Trucker's Paradise just south of San Berdo

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 feelin' out the phony logs

And the story bout the time when tire caught fire

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 at Trucker's Paradise

No need to ask what her name is she won't say

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

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No need to ask what her name is...

And that's why they call her the fallen angel of Trucker's Paradise